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I don’t remember how or why I started collecting baseball caps. I don’t really “collect” hats in the sense that I display them or keep them in mint condition or anything like that … I just tend to buy, own and wear a lot of different hats. And since one of my 2011 resolutions is to thin out my possessions, I thought eliminating a few hats over the weekend might be an easy place to start. In just five minutes, I identified sixteen hats I no longer wear:

For one reason or another, these are the ones I don’t wear anymore. Some of them are dated, some of them are cheesy, and some of them simply no longer fit my head. Some of them never did, in fact. I don’t know what it is about Hard Rock Cafe hats, but their “One Size Fits All” does not apply to my noggin.

Lest anyone worry about my head getting cold this winter, these are the hats that made the “keep” list:

So that I can remember which ones I’ve parted with, I took pictures of each hat and added them to my Trash photo album. Everything I throw away gets documented, mostly so I don’t drive myself crazy looking for it later on down the road.

Couldn’t sleep last night (again) so I made up a new game called “throw 50 things away”. Then I couldn’t find anything I wanted to get rid of so I threw 50 of Susan’s things away. Just kidding. Added one new category to the trash pile (Toys I’ve Thrown Away) and added a dozen or so pictures to the Misc Category, mostly of old wigs and puppet.

Sorry Bert, your time had come.

(Yes, as a kid I peeled off Bert’s hair and eyebrows.)