One of my annual summer projects is to go through all of my clothes, pulling out pieces that can be donated to charity. Despite filling multiple bags, I still have a completely full closet, not to mention a full dresser as well.
Like the average woman, I often mutter, "I have nothing to wear!" This is a complete falsehood. Granted I might be bored with my clothes, but that's another gripe. Standing in front of a full closet made me realize how grateful I should be for it, and how I should stop saying "I have nothing to wear", as in doing so I am taking for granted the blessing that I do, in fact, have quite a lot to wear.