In preparing for the epic move, I have been merciless with my clothes. Anything that hasn't been worn this year because it's vile, anything that has seen better days and anything that doesn't fit me anymore by miles has ended up in the recycle bin bag. 6 bin bags later, I have come to the conclusion that this is a little ridiculous. And I'm not even finished.
I love that I'm packing clothes that I like to wear but know as long as I stick to my plan, they will all end up being recycled. That's a lovely thought.