In a fit of procrastination via distraction (I was trying valiently to ignore the stack of papers I took home over the weekend to grade), I went through m closet and discarded any clothes that were too big for me. Anyone who knows me is probably aware of my pack-rat tendacies. I think it comes with the theater manager traits - everything comes with a "I could use that if we ever produced (insert show title here)!" thought. Still, I was good. Out it went if it doesn't fit!
And so, I resolve to never go back.