Delusions of Grandeur

It appears I'm quite skilled at deceiving myself.  I'm attempting to purge the house of unnecessary items (you know, for the move to the new house.  The one that will never be finished because I'll be working on it without moving in until the day I die.) and started with the girls' clothes.  While sorting through items I found a gross amount of few summer clothes that would still fit right now.  I was close to keeping them because "well, they could wear them again because summer is just around the corner."  Sigh.  If only that were really true.