I've been spending some time in the basement, throwing crap out.
As some of you know, my basement is full of my crap. All kinds of crap. Useless crap.
A lot of stuff I keep because it looks useful. It may have a use. To someone... somewhere. I keep hoping. I moved a lot of stuff to this house from my previous, without sorting much. I had visions of projects, and I never really knew what I might want. Now that I've been here for six years, I'm getting a better idea of what may still be useful. I spent three hours or more in my workroom. I started at the back, and have been working my way forward. I filled three (heavy) garbage bags. Now that I've made a little space, I need to rearrange.
I wish I could have a little rummage sale. I've found lots of things that are perfectly fine, that someone else could use. Like brand new, still-in-the-box light fixtures. I wonder if I can donate hardware-type stuff to Family Sharing.
A lot of the stuff I have is sentimental. All this stuff is memories. I found a little plastic boat that I used to play with in the bathtub at my grandma's house. Old report cards. Old art projects. Old toys. Old speeding tickets. But some of it is a dumb sort of sentimental. I find something and say, "oh, I remember that!" and put it back in the box. But the only memories associated with it are of it.
I have cool things. Okay, not cool things, but "cool" things. Odd little things that I like, but have no real purpose for. I have a pair of antique lightning rods. I have a little scientific gadget that was used in schools. An interesting metal box. A cool old leather bag that I keep thinking I'll find a use for. Two long worm gears with cranks that are way too cool to throw out, even if I never find a use for them, but they'd certainly be indispensable if I did need them. And old radio (early seventies? perfect condition). About a hundred feet of some very heavy duty chain. Several owner's manuals for my previous cars. I haven't been able to get rid of much of this kind of thing.
Don't get me started on my collectible kind of stuff. My Star Trek toys are pretty worthless. Magic cards too, probably. Comic books? Who knows. I've got other stuff that I think ought to be worth something, but don't know if I'd have any takers. I wish I'd started selling things back in the day, back when ebay first became big. Now, even the collectible market is saturated because anybody who wants something, can find it easily. And some cool stuff that I'll definitely keep. Even my dilapidated antique and old cameras.
Despite all of this, I'm making headway. I'm probably throwing away half of everything I find. And I'm going to go back through some of these, and maybe do it again.
As some of you know, my basement is full of my crap. All kinds of crap. Useless crap.
A lot of stuff I keep because it looks useful. It may have a use. To someone... somewhere. I keep hoping. I moved a lot of stuff to this house from my previous, without sorting much. I had visions of projects, and I never really knew what I might want. Now that I've been here for six years, I'm getting a better idea of what may still be useful. I spent three hours or more in my workroom. I started at the back, and have been working my way forward. I filled three (heavy) garbage bags. Now that I've made a little space, I need to rearrange.
I wish I could have a little rummage sale. I've found lots of things that are perfectly fine, that someone else could use. Like brand new, still-in-the-box light fixtures. I wonder if I can donate hardware-type stuff to Family Sharing.
A lot of the stuff I have is sentimental. All this stuff is memories. I found a little plastic boat that I used to play with in the bathtub at my grandma's house. Old report cards. Old art projects. Old toys. Old speeding tickets. But some of it is a dumb sort of sentimental. I find something and say, "oh, I remember that!" and put it back in the box. But the only memories associated with it are of it.
I have cool things. Okay, not cool things, but "cool" things. Odd little things that I like, but have no real purpose for. I have a pair of antique lightning rods. I have a little scientific gadget that was used in schools. An interesting metal box. A cool old leather bag that I keep thinking I'll find a use for. Two long worm gears with cranks that are way too cool to throw out, even if I never find a use for them, but they'd certainly be indispensable if I did need them. And old radio (early seventies? perfect condition). About a hundred feet of some very heavy duty chain. Several owner's manuals for my previous cars. I haven't been able to get rid of much of this kind of thing.
Don't get me started on my collectible kind of stuff. My Star Trek toys are pretty worthless. Magic cards too, probably. Comic books? Who knows. I've got other stuff that I think ought to be worth something, but don't know if I'd have any takers. I wish I'd started selling things back in the day, back when ebay first became big. Now, even the collectible market is saturated because anybody who wants something, can find it easily. And some cool stuff that I'll definitely keep. Even my dilapidated antique and old cameras.
Despite all of this, I'm making headway. I'm probably throwing away half of everything I find. And I'm going to go back through some of these, and maybe do it again.
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Date: 2010-11-28 07:54 am (UTC)From:My light fixture over my sink in the kitchen is arcing and so it needs replacing.
I guess the son and I visit Menards or someplace.
*arcking...arking?*
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Date: 2010-11-30 03:26 pm (UTC)From:Have you thought about Freecycling some of it?
The things people will pick up is endless.
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Date: 2010-12-01 04:13 am (UTC)From:I'm still keeping things that are in good shape and seem highly useful to others. We'll see what I can do with it.