I am loving my closet right now. For one, it is the cleanest it has been in years and two, I’ve learned to throw stuff out that doesn’t make me happy and only keep my favorite items. Buh-bye to those items I don’t really like, but feel like I should keep it because it’s appropriate to wear certain places. Or clothes that may be comfy but don’t really look that great anymore in turn making me feel slightly bad about myself kind of clothes. When I come across them, I toss them. Not really throw out, I donate them to our local charity.
Also, it helps that I have lost fifteen pounds. Last year around this time my dad was diagnosed with cancer, but once they determined it could be treated with a pill, we thought all right let’s move forward. Then they discovered he had three aortic aneurysms in his lower abdomen. But it was fixable. Although highly stressful we made it through and he’s doing great now.
The reason for this extended explanation is that, after all his issues, I was worried about genetics obviously. As luck would have it my annual with my ob/gyn wasn’t long after this. Well, after she told me I needed to lose fifteen- twenty pounds, she said I needed to see my general practitioner about the other stuff.
I made the appointment reluctantly. Plus I was waking up with headaches every day, so I figured I should probably see someone about it. After a physical, plus some lab work, my doc said the headaches were stress related and while I could lose some weight, my blood pressure issue was probably stress related. And then he said, “which can kill you too.”
That was the kick in the butt I needed to start doing better. Which involved a lot more than eating and working out. Although I did do those things. Nothing crazy. Swapped beer at home for spiked waters. Started walking 3-4 times a week and lifting some weights. Ate a little better. But the biggest catalyst was seeing a therapist to pinpoint the stressors. And it didn’t happen overnight.
Although I am happy to report that after almost a year, not only did I shed fifteen pounds, I am in one the most settled places I have been in a long time.
And here are my favorite pieces that help keep my happy train moving along.
My Favorite Pieces, Although They are Usually in the Laundry, Not Closet
I have three pairs of Nike joggers, two vintage capris and one ralley fleece. Man, these things are comfy and cute. Plus I can wear them to bed and take the kids to school.
Two pairs of leggings. One pair is camo Spanx, and the other is a cool Moto pair I got from Kohls. I can dress them up or wear them with sneakers.
Two long sleeved (one pink and one black) BCG shirts with crisscross back. I got these at Academy and wear them with anything I can.
Three pairs of different styles of Old Navy skinny jeans. One pair is ripped, one pair is not, and one pair is army green.
One super cute pair of ankle booties from Kohls. One pair of classic black-and-white striped Adidas shelltoes. Two pairs of Van’s, one pink and one floral.
And some other randomness is thrown in there. But the thing about these pieces is I love them every time I put them on and feel great. So if you find yourself not loving the clothes in your closet, find a couple of pieces that do make you feel great and start to integrate those.