I hate throwing things away

but this morning, I threw away about 50 socks; mostly non-paired, but some just holely, or the elastic all worn out. Next, I plan to go through my clothes, and then Mike's. Then on to the kids'. I shall be ruthless. If we don't wear it - out it goes. Either out to the trash or to St. Vinnies'. I have piles, and under the piles, boxes. Stupid, useless clutter - well, not completely useless. Hopefully my outgrown, unwanted stuff will clothe someone who needs a used but decent pair of jeans.

No one is making me do this, and it's very hard to stay motivated. Bleh.