I have a little tower with shelves in the bathroom. I keep my folded towels and face clothes in it. The face clothes were out of control to the point of becoming a sci fi nightmare. I don't know where I got about 20+ face clothes. I live alone. Where the heck did they all come from? So I whittled them down to six very thick plush ones. Some of the rest went into the cleaning rag bag. That meant that I could reduce the height of the needed space of the shelf. More room for the thick plush extra large bath towels my daughter gave me one year. I got a pleasant surprise. When I first got the towels, they didn't quite fit around me. I tried one today, and it not only fits, there is plenty of towel to close any possible gaps.
So some towels went into the cleaning rag bag also. I did have to save Teddy's towel though. I have to wrap him up in it when there is a thunderstorm. I wrap him tightly and hold him real close. It does help reduce his shaking.
I now have six very large bath towels, and two smaller ones to wrap my hair in when I get out of the shower. I also found a 'finger tip' towel. It is pretty. So I hang it on the small rack next to the sink. But I also keep a roll of paper towels on the sink counter for wiping hands. Don't use the finger tip towel!
Next I tossed out the stupid tub chair that ESP gave me when I first moved in. I told them I didn't want it or need it. And it was too big for a tub. They insisted I take it. That went into the trash also. It was great for collecting "stuff". A nuisance to keep cleaned off.
I still have room in the tower. Along with more floor space with the chair gone. Why did it take me so long to tackle that problem?