Purging my life

First working day of the year and by 10 am I was done checking my to do list. That included my banking stuff.

Wow. That was fast.

Since I had the rest of the day to myself I decided to do some cleaning. First, I cleaned up my friends list on Facebook. My friend Louie Dolor inspired me to do it. He did some purging on his friends list and I guess it’s time for me to do the same. My friends list went up to it’s all time high at 1k + last year. With 100+ unconfirmed.

Actually, I have been wanting to do this for a long time already. But I never got around to do so. Sometimes it just confuses me every time I see a birthday notification and it’s the birthday of someone I don’t know and who doesn’t interact with me at any given time. I’m always in a dilemma whether I should greet the person or not.

So, finally I did it!

It’s nothing personal. If you’re one of those who got cut off, I’m sorry. I just don’t see any point why you’re in my list and we don’t talk. I feel like I’m being stalked.

I share so much of my life there just as much as I do here. Sometimes much more there.

On Facebook it feels like we’re all in one place sitting down chilling, talking, laughing or crying. Sharing war stories and just about everything and there’s someone in one corner who is not saying anything. Not even a hello. I don’t think that’s fair. We’re all in this together. I want to get to know you, too.

So, there.

I also cleaned up my closet.

When Tina M. hosted lunch for us just before New Year’s we were talking about “editing” our closets. Rex (her hubby) was so happy ’cause finally he will have extra space in their closet. I promised her I’ll keep mine to a minimum of 2 closets and 2 clothes rack. And Rex said: good luck! hahahahaha.

This is what I have to clean up

CollageOver the week end I asked our driver to buy some big plastic containers. I told him to get the biggest size.

With the help of Rhea (laundry girl) I started to take out clothes that I haven’t use last year and for sure won’t ever use again.

IMG_3544I keep on putting back clothes that I can’t part with. I keep on saying: “this is what I wore when I went to so and so I can’t give this away. May sentimental value.” Everything may sentimental value. So I put it back.

After an hour this is how much I have on my first container.

IMG_3547Oh, god. I needed to be firm. I have to put away at least half.

To cut to the chase, I was able to clear out 2 clothes rack and 1/4 of my closet.

Not bad. Next in line: shoes.

Good luck.


  • “I just don’t see any point why you’re in my list and we don’t talk. I feel like I’m being stalked.”

    My sentiments exactly.

  • …so, is the garage sale a go? you told me in a related post long ago that i will be the first to know…haha

  • Excellent idea, but so hard to implement. I wish you the best of luck in purging your closet. My mom is doing something similar, only I get confused because I feel as though she throws too much stuff out. Haha. I’m definitely the less firm type who’ll put things back because of sentimental value. :))

  • It’s hard to let go. There are stuff that can’t be thrown out, like the beautiful silk skirt given by hubby when we were still dating, and can still be worn *if* I exercise a bit, or maybe hand down to a future daughter. Those I’m on the fence about wearing again, like a college jacket, I will just take a picture then give it away. I can clear out more stuff this way.

    • S, that’s true! I can’t throw away my house dress that I wore in the hospital when I gave birth to my daughter. There are some clothes also that brings back good memories!
      It’s so difficult talaga!

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