Limit. Brim. Verge. Conclusion. Confinement

And there it is. With this pair of shoes I have reached my limit. I cannot spend any more.
I will not spend anymore. For awhile.

Today Craig and I went sale shopping and I purchased a shirt, a skirt, and a pair of shoes. And that apparently is my limit. I have completed a working wardrobe which includes more than 5 interchangeable outfits so I don't wear the same thing week in and week out, it includes 2 skirts that just fit my current weight so won't be enormous if I lose more weight (and, naturally, I have the skirts I no longer wear as they are annoyingly loose - just in case).
And I am tired of shopping. Tired of buying low quality items that begin to pill or lose their shape immediately. Tired of the endless consuming. Tired of SO MUCH STUFF (though, admittedly, compared to a lot of people - one of my sisters, and one of my best friends for example- I do not have all that much stuff) cluttering my life.

I will not purchase any any any clothing items or books for three months. And a bit. Until the 14th April 2010*.

Caveats:
I may allow myself to buy running shoes. Because I do still want to try and see if I can become a running-type-person. But I'm going to let myself get back into the Wii Fit for awhile first.
And of course, if anything gets irreparably damaged then I can replace it. Especially things like tights.
The book thing? I have a stack of books to read that is almost at hip height. Seriously. I do not need any more.

I was planning on keeping this to myself but then realised that it would be more achievable, attainable, restricting if I told The Internet (and my Darling Husband) and set myself a date. Something to count down to.

And in addition to this, I am going to actively cull my wardrobe. My drawers are not overflowing and my wardrobe is not bulging at the seams but I could do with, and would enjoy owning, less.
Sell, distribute amongst family, donate.

I'll let you know how I get on!

* That's only 98 days. I can do that, right?