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That “Skinny” Dress In Your Closet, or Hopeful Hoarding

red dress with black beltIf you’ve never gained, then lost (then regained) weight, this metaphor may be meaningless to you. If you have gone through that experience, you’re probably familiar with holding on to an item of clothing that no longer fits, but you hold on to it because “It might fit again someday, if I go on a diet/eat healthier/work out more.”

That’s what this blog has become.

I’ve been blogging across several different domains, across multiple platforms in some form or fashion since 1993. There are people who follow me on Twitter who weren’t even alive when I wrote my first blog post. And to spare you my middle-aged reflections about how things were so different back in the early days of blogging, I’ll simply say that my attention span, willingness to write, elevated professional profile, and fear of writing something that might run afoul of work supervisors doesn’t really make it seem worthwhile anymore. Still, I held on to this domain and to my web hosting the way I held on to that skinny dress at the back of my closet. It’s probably crumpled on the floor, buried under a mountain of other stuff by now, but I know it’s there, and it nags at me.

I think the time has come to throw this dress away.

  1. I think this is a very common thing. I have this dress which used to be so loose, it had so much slack and now i can’t even zip it up. I prob won’t even go past my hips when i try to pull it up. It’s just torture really. Keeping it. Because it just reminds me that i’ll never be that cute and skinny thing again. But that’s ok.

  2. I’ll miss your periodic posts, but fully support ridding yourself of things that no longer serve you! Hopeful hoarding can sometimes be guilt-inducing… and who needs that? 😉

  3. 🙁 I have enjoyed reading your posts over the last several years, so am, of course, disappointed. I do hope that it gives you space to breathe though and will look forward to your wit and life observations on Twitter. 🙂

  4. Too bad. I was hoping for more stories about your Betty Foy.

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