Moving, Shifting.... whatever else you can call it

My family moved to the new level that we built on our existing house in Bangalore. What a phase! The place was filled with relatives who were vising for the opening ceremony and most of them, especially the kids(!!) helped us with the moving. It was then that i realized that i had hordes and hordes of clothes.... some as old as the one i wore in 12th standard! Yikes! Of course, i don't fit into them anymore :P

I very happily donated some to my cousin. So much so that she did not have space in her luggage to carry them!

All this has made me wondered exactly how much money i have spent on clothes. I still dont think twice before buying them. Not my fault if i see something for 1/4th of the price of the mall stores!