Last night's choice of something to discard was a bottle of date syrup that has been lurking, open and unused, in my fridge for ages. I may as well admit no one is going to eat it.
Today the choice is a yellow shirt I bought at Value Village with the idea of taking it to Italy last year because it doesn't wrinkle. It also doesn't fit well and I never wear it. So out it goes, back to Value Village for another round. Better to admit to a mistake than to carry on with it.