I spent an hour or so in the attic today surveying a quarter-century's collection of stuff. In theory, I was organizing the Christmas decoration space, but in reality, I was quickly overwhelmed by so many possessions. I want to declutter and downsize, but.
Later, I took Lucy for a walk in the neighborhood, and it just so happened that tomorrow is large-item pickup day for one of our neighboring communities. As we walked, I examined the items that folks were discarding. In just a few blocks, I saw a gas grill, a kitchen island, a vacuum, two Christmas tree stands, several couches and chairs, a mattress with sheets and pillows still on it, some vintage end tables, a bunch of bookcases, pictures, posters, mirrors, and clothes. As the full moon rose, residents were still dragging their discards to the piles forming on every corner. Others were scrutinizing the forsaken possessions as well, many in cars or trucks, and I watched as the grill and the vacuum were loaded into vehicles and taken away.
A little further up the street, as one guy dropped a load, a woman passing by gasped. "You're throwing that away?"
"Please take it!" he said sheepishly as she examined the large cast-iron braiser and lid. "It's a great pan! It's only been used three times, but it's just too big. I don't have any place to keep it." He shook his head sadly. "I would feel so much better if I knew someone else wanted it."
"Thank you!" She told him and smiled at her good fortune as she carried her treasure away.
Meanwhile, he returned to his house for another batch of stuff.
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