Clean Closet

I received a phone call from an organization saying they'd be in my neighborhood collecting unwanted clothes and items and they asked if I had any items to donate. I told them yes, because I knew it would force me to clean out some room in my house if I knew people were coming to pick donations up. So I decided on my closet.
I was surprised on the items of clothing I had held onto and can't imagine what possessed me to buy some things, let alone hold onto them for years. I tried to abide by the "if you haven't worn it in a year, toss it" rule, and did pretty well. It was easier than I thought, especially when I relived the criticism of a friend who told me to please stop wearing my ankle-zipper, white-washed '80 jeans. (I was just excited they fit). So I successfully rid my closet of shirts that I can't remember ever fitting into, jeans that I could never hope to ever fit into again, and huge sweats that thankfully are way too big. (Also was told by friend I look huge in them and should stop wearing them)
The one rule I did not abide by was the rule from the "Clear Your Clutter" lady who said not to dispose of a spouse's clothes, to let them do it. But I really think you get a free pass when you find very short bathingsuit trunks from his younger days, shorts that have elastic deteriorating, and Bugle Boy jeans with a waist line size that will never be seen again. (I love him anyway)
So even though other rooms in my house still need decluttering, I can now walk in my closet, which is now organized and happily see that there's now room for new items that I'll be wondering in a few years why I ever bought in the first place.