But sixteen years in the same house, a house with numerous nooks and crannies, insures that, unless we sort through all of the stuff on a regular basis, stuff will collect. It can be surprising how much.
With our impending move west, we have begun to do those little minor projects around the house to fix the annoying little things that one learns to live with over time.
Such as that garage door opener.
See, it’s probably been a decade since anyone has parked a car in our garage. I blame it on the garage door opener, but that’s just a rationalization. Unless it is a moped with training wheels, there isn’t a four wheel motorized vehicle that could fit in our garage. Knowing a fellow is going to be coming this Wednesday to repair the opener, it became necessary to clear some space for him to work.
Know what we found?
Computers. As far as the eye can see, computers. It could work as a modern museum to the PC. A career computer geek like me, married to a geek, father of three now adult geeks, is bound to collect them over time. And damn those computers were expensive in their time.
Perhaps that is why they sit in the garage collecting dust. “I may have use for these some day.”
Saturday afternoon, I opened the back of my twenty-one year old Isuzu Trooper and we filled it to the top with computers, monitors, printers and a few pieces of dead, expensive stereo gear. Once thousands upon thousands of dollars of stuff, now bound for the electronics recycling bone yard.
Years of service, they gave us. Learning, writing, making art, building websites and blogs, dialing in (and I do mean dialing in) to my work to take care of a production issue.
But their time has passed. I have a new computer, sparkling bright it boots up in a minute. No way those old computers will ever find purpose again. No way we’re going to ship an Isuzu-load (and that is just for starters) of old gear to our new home.
Onward and upward
4 comments:
Yay for dejunking!
You're going to feel so much lighter...
First load has been dropped off, Isuzu is half-full with the second load!
The house already feels more spacious, and yes, I do feel lighter!
I've moved three times in the past couple of years and can actually park in the garage now. But today my son said to me, "Mom, you really should clean out the car."
It does feel good to lighten the load. Excited for you and the upcoming adventure!
Oh, that's too funny, Gina.
Today, it's the stuff that can't be recycled, and that no one would want, so I'm loading up the Isuzu and heading for the transfer station (a nice word for dump.)
$20.00 paid to the dumpkeep, and every bit that I can fit into my vehicle is gone.
Getting lighter by the day...
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