Out with the Old and Embarrassing
My Mimi helped me with the overwhelming task of cleaning out my room over Christmas break. Everything is better with a friend. Especially one that reminds you that you really don't NEED that high school cross country sweatshirt. I kept the St. David's one and goodwilled the Heritage Hall option. #compromise. Other treasures unearthed in my boudoir: 3 pairs of tiny skinny jeans. Like size zero itty-bitty. Like they fit me when I was 98 pounds. I hung onto them previously because I was dreaming of fitting into them again. It's not going to happen. Goodbye skinny love. An abundance of china figurines that hadn't been taken out of the box since the move from Texas to Oklahoma. That was almost 4 years ago. Various cross country and track memorabilia, plus my letterman jacket from Legacy Christian Academy in Beaumont. I shoved it to the back of the closet; that will never again grace my shoulders. Dry-erase markers from playing school all those years ago in an overly...