is a clothes horse! Remember those two moving boxes full of clothes that I washed and bagged for charity (Canadian Diabetes Association)? Well, here are the clothes and they were all mine except for one old pair of DH's pants. Three big, black, garbage bags of my clothes dating back to the 80's and 90's.


Remember palazzo pants?

Mine are in one of those bags along with my orange goucho pants.

and lots and lots of my hand knit, acrylic sweaters (before I discovered natural fibres).

There is a baby seat someone gave me when I had my day care (retired over 12 years ago).
I think the hockey game belonged to my son but I honestly don't remember it.
I also found a butt ugly, queen size comforter purchased from a Sears catalogue 30 years ago. The matching curtains hang at my craft room window.
After removing the two big emptied boxes I was dismayed to find four more boxes hidden under a large shelf. I peeked in one of the boxes and discovered the horse collection (before I discovered cats) I haven't unpacked since before DH and I married. I'm afraid to look in the other three boxes.

You know, if I clean out my closet I could probably buy some new clothes.