I’m not one to keep things, really. Every so often, I actually fill up the huge Department of Water and Power garbage can with stuff that really needs to go.
I was just cleaning out the garage today. It was filled with stuff the movers took from our last home in their successful attempt to pack EVERYTHING.
But still some things linger. That extra DSL modem that came from an aborted attempt to use earthlink DSL service — it never worked — the DSL. not the modem. That credit card machine that the bank never wanted back, two electric typewriters. “The Club” which I used to use on my old 1989 Camry — still one of the most stolen cars — it was stolen twice, I think.
I’ve tried giving this stuff away. But in America’s throwaway society — everyone wants something new — and they can probably get it at WalMart — for a cheap price.
Even the Salvation Army wont take half your stuff these days. They actually rejected my oak and maple hardwood furniture — because it doesn’t sell on the floor. Since when have the poor become finicky?
Don’t even mention EBay — I couldn’t sell my stuff on there — most of my stuff is being sold on there — brand new — with bids starting at 99¢.
So, after lunch, I think it’s all going to the dump — maybe someone will rescue it from there.