Finally Admitting It...

OK, so I always knew I had pack rat tendencies.  Yes, I have always known that I attach emotion and feeling to inanimate objects, in particular, clothing and shoes.  Yes, I realize that every time I attempt to clean out a closet, I talk myself into keeping things that I have not worn for years.  And yes, I realize I take up TWO closets in our fairly small house, but I can justify that; the closets are small so I need two.  Well, luckily I have great friends who made me realize my pack rat tendencies are teetering on full on hoarder potential.  I mean really, I was keeping everything, honestly everything.
Last week, on November 2, my friend Tiffany said, "I think I am going to have a garage sale...on this Saturday, November 7, wanna join?" OK, I knew I needed to get some things in this sale.  Our house (especially with Allison) is not made to hold a wardrobe like mine.  Plus these things sitting in the closet might be someone's treasure and they could make me money!  It was a win/win!  Until I realized I would have to actually have to part with these clothes I have fallen (and stayed) in love with oh so many years ago.  I had several Carrie Bradshaw moments last week.  I would price something, tear up and have to change the Pandora station because somehting from that "era" of that piece of clothing would come on.  I was a wreck.  I know you think I am crazy, but for some reason, these clothes, shoes and objects have feelings.  I loved them at one time, I truly did.  For the record, I had a complete rack of my clothes, a table of PJs, lots of other random goodies and THIRTY NINE pairs of shoes in the garage sale.  Yes, you read that correctly THIRTY NINE pairs of shoes.
Let's take a look at my past life that is now living reincarnated in some other lucky girl's world....

These silver Chinese Laundry shoes were my high school prom shoes.  Yes, I said HIGH SCHOOL PROM.  I moved these shoes from Fort Worth to Norman.  While in Norman they went from the dorm to the sorority house to a rent house and to an apartment.  Then after college, they went to Nick's and my first home together and then three years ago; they came to the Texas Panhandle.  I can't remember ever wearing them except to my senior prom, but they are gone now, hopefully on some other girl's dancing feet!

I wore these pretty black Ann Taylor shoes on my two party day of RUSH at OU.  Yes, if you are counting that was NINE years ago.  I wore a very pretty raw silk maroon Ann Taylor dress with them.  These little shoes took me all the way to North Greek to the Kappa house, then to South Greek to the Pi Phi house.  When it was all said and done, they took me right back to Kappa!  Honestly, I think I wore these more than once.  I bet to a date party or something, but they were bought for RUSH and walked me to the house with the "key to my heart!"

Speaking of Kappa, here are some Kappa treasures that stayed in our home way too long...

While we are talking about college, here are some other treasures.  I bought these cute flannel PJs when I was a sophomore at OU.  Three other sweet girls had a pair just like them.  I bought them for my Kappa Little Sis, Anya.  She is expecting her first baby in December and is out West Texas way!  I loved these PJs, but really, they are eight years old.  I can probably part.

It took almost everything in me to sell this purple shirt from The Limited.  I met John Mayer in this shirt.  He played at a Kappa/Pi Kap party at OU my freshman year.  At that time, he was just a guy with a guitar.  I stood on the front row and before he played "Neon," he said, "Let's break some strings on this one."  I was so close to the stage, I said to him, "John if you break a string, can I have it?"  He said, "It is not if, it is when my dear and yes you may have it."  I still have that string.  I also have a picture of a sweaty John Mayer with his arm around me in this shirt.  I wore it with a black Banana Republic skirt that also went to a new a home in the garage sale.   As I said in previous posts, I will always have a soft spot for John Mayer.  How was I supposed to know that six months later I would meet Nick with a group of friends going to a John Mayer concert.

Speaking of Nick, he gave me this clock on our first marriage anniversary.  He followed the Anniversary guide and gave me the modern gift of a clock.  I love that clock.  I always have and I always will.  Unfortunately, that clock was a helpless victim of Allison's quest for independence.  She grabbed the clock hands without us realizing one time and well, that item is for sale "as is."

And here is what the garage sale looked like....Have you ever seen so much stuff?!

Seriously, we could open a store!  But the most amazing thing...my THIRTY NINE pairs of shoes.  Yes, these are all mine!

Luckily, I had my sweet other garage sale divas (Tiff, Susan and Shaynna) to help me through! I also have a sweet husband and a cute little Sooner too!

So, we were pretty successful, but not successful enough...we are having it again this weekend.  Just a little more agony for this hoarder! Thanks girls for the intervention!