- a satin dress I have worn once
- a very tight jumper I can't wear any more because it would be indecent
- pair of laddered tights
- tiny/useless clutch bag
- a book I have yet to read
- bundle of mismatched socks
- half used jar of moisturiser
- a pound in change
- a screwdriver (?!)
- my lost inhaler(bonus)
- 2 pillowcases that don't seem to match any duvet covers we have
- marmite (?)
- four pens - 2 don't work
- 3 magazines
- a flip flop
- 3 earrings without partners
- a James CD cover with no CD inside
- a bag of bills from 3 phone company
- a disgusting coloured lipstick
- a pencil sharpener.
Anyway the point is WHY were all these items thrown into one random drawer - invariably, I don't need most of them, so it is mystifying as to why I don't just chuck them out. It's not like there's loads of space for random objects to sit in a drawer that could be used for proper things that other people use them for. Like clothes. Or be like a '50s housewife and have all my linen folded (I'm not taking the piss I've genuinely always admired such clear uses of drawers and such rigid organisation! - I am incapable of that).
So yes, I think I have a "deal with it tomorrow" tendency. Take the dress. I bought it once, for a Christmas party, about four years ago. At the time I liked it. Now, I don't. Nothing wrong with it, it's quite nice, but when you've gained a bit of weight and have decided the length is a bit granny-ish -I really don't know why I didn't spot that at the time - you will naturally put it aside or in a random drawer - not the nearest charity shop bag. I don't know why. It's not like I'm going to change my mind on the length of the dress, for example. But then, I always think I will, i.e. I think that one day I will re-like the dress? I wish I got lent dresses to wear to events, that would be EASY! You wear it once, hand it back, and then you are never in this quandry - you paid £50 for it, so out of guilt you keep it, but then you don't really like it, so it's pointless keeping it....
Well all that aside, I really do need to stop losing things (a passport is a pretty vital lose). So I have decided a brutal approach may be required. Which means my wardrobe is going to decrease by about 70% which Greg will probably be pleased with. God. Who has all those items in a bedroom drawer? It's really bad when you annoy yourself with your general shit-ness at something.
