There is a difference between giving up and knowing when youâve had enough.
Yesterday I returned three bras to the store.  They were not expensive by most standardsâŚabout $30.00 altogether. But I donât *need* them so I took them back.
I also donated a large bag of dance clothing to a friend of mine who dances with a troupe. I donât belly dance anymore (âHow can you give it up?!â she asked. HonestlyâŚI love the solitary simplicity of painting, running and playing my violin more than the accessory-laden realm of dance.)  And Iâm glad to give things to someone who can use them and appreciate them.
I have a goal of reducing my clothing by half. My clothes take up an entire bedroom closet, a chest of drawers and several boxes in âstorageâ for winter.
This is a tricky goal as Iâm a sewing fiend with a closet full of costumes for Renaissance festivals, Halloween, etc. I live in Minnesota, where winter almost requires a second wardrobe. Tee shirts, jeans, a few sweaters, a hoodie and some scarves should be enough. Â