By now, many people have been made aware of Project 333, started by Courtney Carver. The mission is to dress for 3 months with only 33 pieces of clothing. I won’t get into the rules here, but if you need more information you can visit Courtney’s website. I’ll leave a link at the bottom of this post.
My first attempt with project 333 was a success. I learned to appreciate the clothing I chose for the challenge. I had a new confidence about myself, and I no longer stood staring at my closet feeling helpless. Deciding what to wear was a breeze and I kept only the clothing that looked wonderful on me. I also kept a reserve box which is allowed, it held out of season clothing and some items in a smaller size. I was losing weight at the time and I would need them by the time the challenge was over.
November came, and it was time to face my reserve box. I had lost quite a bit of weight and things were sagging on me. Nothing in the box fit anymore with the exception of maybe 7 items. I made a plan to go out and replace item for item. I wanted to be very careful and not go over my 33. As soon as I walked into the store for the first time in three months (debit card in hand, should have paid cash) I went nuts, my Adrenalin was through the roof. I had failed to choose and accountability partner and I can promise you the sales clerk does not have your back! I overbought, and If I had stopped there, I could have corrected the issue.
Throughout the next two months I would buy more items to replace the first batch. I had started gaining my weight back and had already given away the old stuff and the new stuff no longer fit. In March anticipating our anniversary trip to Florida I hit the stores again. I needed summer clothes and I was happy to pacify and fall into my old habits as I racked up a five hundred dollar bill, while my husband sat in the car. I sent him pictures of me in the items, but not the prices. I had never bothered to look at the tags. Too much Nirvana, and not enough common sense.
I continued to gain weight. The more weight I gained, the more clothes I bought. I had completely left the challenge, backsliding all the way. I had to face the music yesterday when I went to the storage room to clean it out, and found all those NEW clothes. Some items were never worn.
How did I end up here? I’ll tell you, I was using pretty clothes to make up for my weight gain. Thirty pounds worth, which roughly equaled about seven hundred dollars in clothes. I was covering up my insecurities in the worst way. Why not? I was making good money. Why shouldn’t I treat myself? Words that would later come back to haunt me as health issues and personality conflicts forced me out of a paycheck. We are now down to one income. That money didn’t land into savings, and of course now I regret that.
I’m starting to lose weight again. I boxed up my new unworn clothing by size. The things that fit now are all STUFFED in my closet. It’s time to revisit the challenge. As each 90 days come to a close, then I will bring in the appropriate boxes in that size. Go through and decide which ones to keep for the next period. If for some reason I don’t lose the weight then I will deal with them post haste. This time I am not doing it alone, I’m going to find an accountability partner. I’m also doing a no spend challenge which should help with the shopping issues.
Next week, I’m going face a different kind of music. The motivational kind and dance my way back into 333. Anyone care to join me?