This heap on the bathroom floor is my stuff. The pile got a whole lot bigger when we cleaned out Q's part of the closet. He had no fewer than a dozen pairs of fat pants left over from his Cushing's days. When he tried them on, it looked like he was auditioning for a part as the "after" guy in a weight loss commercial.
I even gave away some pink stuff. Some of these items were too stained, some no longer fit, and some were hopelssly out of style.
We now have LOTS of empty hangers. And this isn't even all of them. We distrbuted a large portion among four other closets and the laundry room.
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