I have been trying my best to clean out my closets and drawers of clothes that I just don’t wear. Lots of fashions that I now laugh at that I thought was cool from High School. I still can’t believe that was a little more than five years ago.

Either way my pants and shirts seemed to me so much larger. I never got to extra large status but yet I owned shirts that were XL. Even my dress shirts were XL, which sounds really sloppy now. I try them on and realize I’m too small in them. But it’s not even my stomach girth, the arms were unnecessarily too long and the collar had a little too much space in them. Who the hell was measuring me?

Then I get to my pants. Countless pairs of jeans and khakis. For some reason they are two inches too long and one-to-two inches too wide. I can forgive the width, not only did I lose my sophomore 15, I thought baggier pants were cooler. Now I have this conundrum. What do I do with my pants?

Well, several of my pants will be headed off to the Philippines. Ironically, the first one I decided to chuck was actually both too short and too tight, but that’s another story. Hopefully my distant cousins won’t be sweating a storm in the hot equator heat.

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There’s just a handful of pants I don’t want to get rid of, so I decided to task myself in hemming my pants. I’ve hemmed and fixed Eric’s jeans before, but I need to fix on them. The bonding tape-thing that I used same off in the wash once so I have to learn how to reinforce them. Granted, there is always Google and probably something on YouTube (like my personal favorite HowCast). But the main point is that I’ve decided not to go to the wonderful Koreans in my town. I hope to save money that way. What if I mess up? Not like I care. The pants are old, but they also weren’t expensive to begin with. I like jeans, but I don’t have to buy expensive clothes to feel expensive.

Will I embarrass myself? Probably not. I doubt that people will look at my pants when I’m shopping at the supermarket. They may look at my stylish choice of shoe (hah!), but I doubt they are staring at my hem.

I may have to invest in a sewing machine, but I need to find another rinky-dink one that I used to have in college. It was cheap, but it got the job done.