How many pairs of shoes does one girl need?!

... Apparently 72. Yes, that was the count today when I finally started the "clean out my closets and make room for baby stuff" project (I'm pretty sure the crazy weather showed up just to make sure I stayed home and started the project instead of going out shopping).  Now, I know that 72 sounds like a lot, but I know a lot of shoe-aholics and I'm sure it's measley compared to them! :) My wonderful and dear husband helped me group them all by styles.

(All shoes minus rain boots, snow boots, tall brown uggs, and 2 pairs of gym shoes)

The good news is ... I have ditched THIRTEEN pairs!! Bringing me down to a much more respectable 59 pairs! (though in all fairness I may be buying one more pair tomorrow, but they're a pregnancy necessity I swear!)  That is a huge purge for me! 13 is a lot! Whoo, I'm so proud!!  The thing with shoes is even when you're feeling super fat and unpretty and all that ... you can still buy shoes and you don't have to feel bad about yourself!  In fact, buying shoes always turns my mood around! I mean, I know that's kinda crazy, but let's face it, a pair (or two) of new shoes a month (or every couple weeks) is still cheaper than regular therapy so it's an all around win win situation! And even though you always buy new shoes, you never know when you're going to need those old shoes you bought years ago that would so go with the outfit you're wearing tonight, so it's always incredibly difficult to get rid of shoes (for me anyways).  But today, I decided if they're hard to walk in, if I haven't even noticed them in years, if I have 3 other pairs that serve the same purpose ... it's time to ditch them! Done and done.

Then I started on some of my clothes (though seriously, no matter how many bags of clothes I fill, it still looks like I made no progress on my closets! ugh!).  I thought it would be easier to get rid of the ridiculous things I've been holding on to for years for no reason when I didn't fit into them because I always resort to trying things on and being like "well they still fit so I should totally keep them."  Then another year goes by without me wearing them and it becomes silly.  So, today I couldn't try things on (cuz I'm so freaking fat!) so I am happy to report I filled a whole garbage bag full of old dresses and sweaters that I know, deep down, I will never miss. Now, with a little manly help from Scott to move a couple of heavy things around, the closet in the baby's room will officially have room to hang his little clothes and store his many baby accessories that have accumulated.

Another check off the list!

Shoes and bag of clothes to give away! SUCCESS.