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Now that I have so much time on my hands, I’ve been slowly reducing my stuff. I’ve accumulated a lot of stuff over the years and it’s time that I simplify my life. I started doing this with my wardrobe. I found out that I have over 200 pieces of clothing and that’s just for going out. The thing is, even with all those clothes, there are days when I feel I don’t have anything to wear. I’ve managed to bring down the number to a little over 100 but I still want to reduce it further, down to just 100. That process would have to wait when I get better and I can go shopping again. Yes, more clothes to replace the ones that I will give away and to add more to the categories that are lacking. For example, I have about 7 shorts and I want that number to go up to 10 but I also discovered that I need to give away 4 shorts because they are already faded. My comfortable number is 10 for each clothing. I don’t know if I will have the strength to bring that down to 7 or 5. = )

Anyway, I thought I’d share with you my ring collection. I had more, plenty more a few months back and I managed to scale it down to the one you see above. I’m so proud of myself for achieving this.

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Stackable, elastic multicolored rings

It’s been a while since I last added to my collection. When I do, I’ll be sure to take one out. One in, one out. That’s my new rule for clothes and accessories shopping.

*Most of the rings are from Hyphen

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