Most of this jewelry I never wear. Some of it was a poor purchase choice on my part, but a good bit of it was given to me without me actually in mind. One of my grandmothers in particular is a repeated offender in this. Each Christmas, she sends five things: one thing for each Olinde grandson and three of the same thing--in different colors--for the granddaughters. The selection is hit or miss. I love the watch she sent one year, and the purse from another year, but most of the necklaces she sends just aren't my style. Let's be honest, anything from HSN probably isn't so much my style. So, I have two choices: hold on to everything I get, in the spirit of being a good and grateful granddaughter, or let the unused pieces go, still grateful for the love but not necessarily the necklaces themselves.
Choice made.
When my friends and I had a recent discussion about our Lenten sacrifices, one friend told us about a woman who had given up one thing each day for all 40 days of Lent. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to do what this woman had done. This blog will document my daily purging. Sometimes it will be just one thing, other times a group of similar things. But every day, there will be one less thing sitting in my house and one more thing in the hands of someone who needs or wants it.
-'Empty Room, No Regrets,' Sloane Crosley

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