Saying Fuck You With Fashion

All from today. It was a big “fuck you very much, cancer, etc” kind of vibe.

I am in the middle of a big purging project, and found some fun stuff I haven’t seen in a while. I’m trying to be really cut throat and let go of stuff that doesn’t serve me anymore and/or doesn’t spark joy, and that I know nobody will want after I’m gone. Body willing, I will continue this project tomorrow.

I have such a hard time letting stuff go usually, but this actually feels pretty good. It’s freeing. Plus, it will make life easier when I can actually put my clothing away instead of living out of laundry baskets.

Not to be morbid, but after I’m gone, D is going to allow select friends to choose things of mine they might want (prior to donation), but only after he and the kids make their selections. I’m getting Rubbermaid containers to house certain things I want to give the kids. I have a small jewelery box filled with all the jewelry gifted to me by Jack’s dad back in the day, and he will get that when he’s older. I have an extensive brooch collection, and I plan on gifting out some of them prior to my death, and plan on asking the recipients to wear them to my funeral. The thought of that makes me smile for some reason.

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