I am so tired of seeing a pair of pants, or a sweater or sweatshirt, or even a passably wearable belt in my closet — only to try to put it on and realize there’s a reason I haven’t worn it in years. I’ve got lots of clothes for a smaller me. Today, they go.
Community Thrift, here I come! Get ready for a ZIPtruck with a bed packed to the gills with perfectly servicable, unstained clothes that just discourage me every time I try them on again. How many times do I have to chant to myself, lamenting those clothes I’ll likely never fit into, "But I quit smoking three years ago and haven’t had a puff since! And that counts for something, right?"
T-shirts, 501 Levi’s, sweatshirts, nice cotton or wool sweaters: was I ever really this thin? A 32-inch waist? I don’t think so, fellah. Perhaps these seersucker slacks were simply a great deal a couple of years ago. I don’t recall ever trying them on! Did I ever actually wear them to the autumn garden party I unspooled in my head when I saw them on the rack? Well, they certainly don’t fit anymore, even if they ever did.
I’m sure they are too lightweight for anyone to wear, even in SF this time of year, but maybe an enterprising costume designer is hunting the thrift store for Guys ‘n’ Dolls outfits. I can hope they find a good use for these. The most fun at Community Thrift? Deciding what wonderful agencies will benefit from the sale of my bags and bags of stuff — this store lets you designate the beneficiary at drop-off!
And what about those seven leather coats in my other closet? Surely half — or more! — of those were for a substantially thinner leather daddy than I am now. Off to consignment they go, with fundage earmarked for the local food bank. They are all handsome, a couple actually custom-made, but I can’t imagine wearing them, or being the guy who wore them again. Another life, another wearer for all of these.
Join me, won’t you? Lookup your local thrift store, pack up a couple of shopping bags so you don’t feel lonely on Black Friday, and cart them across town where they’ll do more good than sitting in your bureau. I’m loving the newly discovered size of my tiny-bedroom-turned-walkin-closet. Who knew there was all this space in here? And seeing my wearable but too-small clothes gain a second life with those smart shoppers who "thrift" makes me feel like I’ve done something more constructive for our warming & trashed planet.
Enjoy reverse-shopping!



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Thanks Teddy – great post! The beauty of doing this kind of sorting is, the next time you think about buying something, you’ll ponder whether you will *really* use it.
If I ever lose the smoking pounds, I’ve promised myself to thrift-shop the “new’ clothes I’ll need then. A recycle/resuse promise I likely won’t have to keep….
Good for you. Something finally inspired me to throw out those ‘professional’ clothes – for the office I retired from last year – during this past week. Open spaces have occurred in that jam-packed closet, and I’ll get to the storage areas soon. Hopefully, some of those job hunters will have the equipment to impress a few prospective employers, and that will help them in their search.
I think the next round will be the professional clothes for me, even though the Mens Wearhouse that sold them is very happy to perform free alterations as I balloon. I suppose I should hang onto one suit for funerals, though.
I did the same thing with my teacher clothes. Had my sis-in-law and niece take what they wanted and gave the rest to charity. Hope they get good use!
Moving from place to place is another good way -from personal experience- to get rid of those things one no linger fits in or uses but I sure share this with you : “was I ever really this thin? A 32-inch waist? “.
Damn genes.
I couldn’t get a truck until tomorrow afternoon, so I am filling a couple more boxes and shopping bags tonight. Thinking about my suits and ties.
One tip I’ll pass along, from my Community Thrift: if it’s not something you’d buy or wear, because of wear, shabbiness, or stains, simply throw it out. Taking trash to the thrift store just makes work for them, and doesn’t advance the cause. Good point; just threw out two pairs of sneakers, no one would wear them. I got almost ten years wear, though.
I disagree. I make blankets out of old cashmere and angora sweaters and wool suits are good for making braided rugs. It is really frustrating to hear someone throws them away.
Homeless people ALWAYS need clothes, so don’t throw them away. Give them to the homeless. They have no money to shop at the thrift store or resources to do a load of laundry.
If anyone has cashmere they want to recycle, I will gladly pay postage.
I will never understand -and find it hard to forgive- those who toss out good stuff that could so easily be dropped off at the thrift shop instead.
My mother was from the Volunteer Generation, and one of her pets was the local hospitals’ thrift shop.
I’m going to start a bag, now that there’s room in the darn closet, and when it’s full of clothes for Community Thrift, I’ll catch a bus and drop off the full bag.
This letting it pile up until I need a pickup truck for an hour is for the birds!
Teddy that’s a great idea to have an open bag or box for future clothes recycling. Makes it easier to start sorting the next time.
Mom and grandma always had this by the back door, but they weren’t so space-challenged as I am. Although now that I’ve made some progress, maybe I’ll rent out this little used-to-be-a-bedroom. It’s got lots more floor space. It’s that “extra” room every San Francisco first floor flat has, underneath the stair to the upper flats.
Ted, this is starting to sound more than a bit meloncholic.
Trusting you are ok . . . and will be well for ages to come.
Yer a good part of many folks day, with yer wit and charm.
Thanks for all you do here at FDL, and there, at yer home, in The City.
Not to mention yer a phuckin loon at times that out loons the loons theyselves . .
*G*
Oh, yeah, I’m fine, thanks.
‘K.
I sure wish Community Thrift had a use for these HIV-prevention books from my last three jobs, now largely out of date. Lotsa actual paper recycling in my future, I fear.
I learned from my local library that if you rip the covers off books, they can merrily ride the recycle express. But it is a bummer that books of true value to me don’t seem to have any to others.
Around here we have an HUGE annual used Book Bonanza. Books are collected all year and then there’s a big sale. Proceeds are shared among the American Association of University Women (a holdover from the Volunteer Generation), the county-wide library system, and the Friends of the Library. Maybe there’s something similar out there.
Initially I was disappointed that my library wasn’t interest in what I thought were perfectly informative books, but the Book Bonanza is a happy alternative, everyone wins. And I can recycle the truly dated ones with good conscience.
Our library doesn’t accept books, only money. It’s the only way they found they could get around book wars, I guess. They buy books approved by the ALA, based on demand, I suppose.
Bummer.
Many hospitals accept books for the patient’s library.
Teddy, Menlo Park will take book donations. They have a stupendous annual sale.
Try used book stores.
I used that “I quit smoking” excuse for about ten years. Finally buckled down, ate sensibly, exercised more and lost the extra weight. Gave away all my larger size clothes… Now I wish I had the mid-sized clothes back. I think it’s time for scientists to figure out a way to make fat healthy.
Well, there are those strawberry shortcakes…
mother always did tell me to eat more fruit
hee hee
Is it true that Bob eats steak?
is what i’ve read. but is only a very limited treat iirc
We shared a t-bone yesterday. We’ve only been eating steak about once every couple months. Bob only gets a few tiny bits. He eats well all the time though. His favorite treat is apple, which he gets a couple times a month.
Teddy, what a great post, what a great sitch you found!
Me and mine were real stubborn when we moved to Sacto from San Mateo, in ’88.
We brought it all, and since then, we’ve kept it all.
About two years ago, we started to bag up stuff and take it to local thrift stores.
One day, I took 16 high priced bowling balls, 6 high priced bowling bags, 4 sets of high priced bowling shoes, and a ton of clothes I’d never fit into again.
Suddenly, four closets in our small cave were free for our camping and festing gear!!
BONUS!
I’m holding onto my cheap golf clubs, though.
If I ever have the money to pay $45 a round of 18, the exercize will do me well.
We’ve cleared out a LOT of room giving up on clothes and things we’ll never use again.
And as we DO get a bit more svelte thru force and will of our selves, we can get rid of stuff that’s too BIG for us, now!
And man, we’ll dance a happy dance THAT day . . . coming soon, sooner for her, than me. Sigh.
Great read for this time of year . . . thanks . . . we dropped a bird off for a local kitchen on Wed.
Might dish up for same with another bird as we ease into XMAS . . . . we can find time, the money, it’s tight, even for a boid. But damn the demand is huge here in Sacto . . . bigger than any time I’ve ever lived here since ’88.
The Single Barrell in post below was a gift! I love gifts! *G*
Maybe I shoulda gifted THAT away . . . but nah, I didn’t.
For Suz, For Herdin Us Up Here
*G*
betcha one or two of those bowling balls ended up looking like this. *s*
Oddly, bowling balls are something on the “do not donate” list at Community Thrift. I suppose they are heavy, hard to store, and of limited interest. But those are some great art projects!
Why not donate them to the bowling alley in the name of poor kids or something?
Two kewt, but nope, mine were all top shelf competitive grade, $200 a pop or more.
And I really missed the timeline, this was back 6 years ago!!! And the equipment was already 6 years old.
Dang, where’d the time go . . . I traded out bowling (bad knees) for golf, which I then traded out for festing and instruments.
Wow. The time, where’d it go. And more than a few folks, lost, along the way . .
Ok, time to turn up the newgrass, again . . .
Shut up n pick!!! *G*
I’ll make one last stab at the closet tomorrow, I’ve cleared out two drawers and one entire shelf. I think I need the garbagemen to take the blue recycling bin tomorrow, though — they usually come on Friday, but I guess the holiday messed up their schedule. It’s full today, and not just from me!
Mostly paper and workpapers left.
Well, I could help Bob manage his portions *s*
Well, I got a buddy coming online pretty quick, with a streaming show on the toobs.
Acoustic Eclectic Jam stuff . . . blue, new, and psycho grass style.
http://www.worldwidebluegrass.com
For those that might wanna tune in for some fine music and pickin . .
The chat room is a hoot, too.
You Pups be well, and good to each other, and here’s the best from me and mine to you and yours.
We hope on.
Thanks, you too, Larue.
Now wait a minute. I put on a brand new T-shirt yesterday that I bought in Sydney right before the 2000 Olympics. If I had given it away, I wouldn’t have had it to wear this weekend.
That is the short version of my clothes story. Haven’t bought anything new in almost a decade. (2 pairs of shoes excluded.)
Think of the carbon footprint that t-shirt has — all the way to Sydney to buy it! *G*
Three words for the ballooning you, Teddy: South Beach Diet.
mmmmkay
I swear by it, my doctor likes it. Healthful eating and healthy body, lower BP, cholesterol under control. I’ve had ballooning in my past, too.
Congratulations on giving up smoking! That’s wonderful… Your lungs must be grateful!
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Donating is a good thing to do, but there might be a way you could get back into some of those clothes:
(Disclaimer: I have no interest, monetary or otherwise, in the following information)
Life Extension Foundation sells a supplement called SlimSignals; it contains an African herb call irvingia which does a couple of things: it keeps your body from adding belly fat, it helps your body preferentially burn existing belly fat, it enhances your awareness of hunger level (so you don’t keep eating when you’re no longer hungry). Your mission, should you accept it, is to drink more water – not to excess – and get more exercise.
I’ve lost about 12-15lbs, all from my midsection; I walk several miles and also swim laps daily, so I may have lost more of the fat that’s been replaced by muscle.
Feels like a win-win situation to me!
Thrift stores are awesome, and it’s great to live in a city (ABQ) with a ton of them. I don’t know what I’d do without them and Freecycle – I outfitted my crappy little apartment with both. So anything you realize you don’t use… donate! There’s someone out there who is looking for it.
Great post, and great timing.
In the last month, I have cleared out my closet and donated at least 3 large garbage bags full of clothes, shoes, and “accessories” (no, that belt is not going to get magically longer..) to Goodwill.
I absolutely could not believe I had that much stuff stashed in there. Things that hadn’t been worn in years, yes, still some size 6 or 8 things; things that my Mom gave me so she wouldn’t have to feel bad about throwing ‘em out, and that I recognized I never would wear, etc., etc.
Also things I had held onto thinking I might do something creative with, like making a quilt or a rag rug…..naaah, not gonna happen. Let someone else pick them up and use them.
Funny how suddenly one day you look around and realize how much stuff you’ve accumulated while you weren’t looking.