And after discarding and donating three quarters of my wardrobe, I was surprised to find that the clothes I loved and decided to keep tended to be brightly colored and patterned. This was a slight revelation to me, as I typically think of myself as a boring dresser (too many black and grey clothes). I took it as a sign, and accordingly, made some minor adjustments.
Now I spend a lot of weekend mornings hanging out in my closet. Our bedroom is the sunniest and warmest room in the house, which has been a refuge on these wintry and freezing days we have had lately. I am usually perched on the underused bar stool I swiped from the kitchen, listening to podcasts and records while catching up on my favorite blogs. I keep a few books out on my dresser/desktop as a reminder to finish reading them.