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| original work Christine I Steeves Speakman |
Just watched the garbage pickup destroy a mattress and box spring, a chair, what looked like crib railings, and a few other items. These used to be items are just that…used to be. Now they’re bits and pieces ready for what? Nothingness?
They’ll still be tossed aside somewhere. Somewhere useless.
It hits me more and more how much I want to re-use the furniture items in my home. Yes, I buy new items, heck have bought a new curio cabinet within the last seven days of writing this. Why? Because I had nothing which would do the job required…showcase my daughter’s items without allowing the cat access.
In the same moment, we’re discarding items from our basement we have not used within the last two to even ten or fifteen years. Items we’ve kept because of wanting to use them, might use them. They’re not broken but no one would want them because they’re old.
Yes, off to the local dump they went.
We still have items we don’t want to keep, but I know where they can go. I know there’s a place that might be interested in using them, reselling them, that someone knowing of this place may have the need for these items. A need that outweighs mine. A need and want but this is the best they can do…use my discard.
But that in itself is a strange idea. Best. Discard. The best they can do is my discard? What makes me think there is something better than my discard?
Is new better than best?
No.
New isn’t better than best, it’s different, it’s changed.
I said goodbye to a large boom box because it wouldn’t play CDs anymore. I wanted to have it repaired, but guess what I was told – it’s cheaper to buy new.
Cheaper to be new which is supposedly better than best. Does that even make sense?
Yes, something to think about.
I’m still discarding…finding a new place for the items I no longer have a place for; however, I hold on to them a little longer than before. Like those jeans in the back of my…your…closet. The ones I (you) will get back into, someday. These household items are set aside and as time moves on and they start to annoy me for taking up space I have better use for, I’ll come to realize…it’s time for them to become someone else’s best.
Just like they used to be my best.
Oh Chris, we're at the stage where truly I want someone to put a lock on the attic hatch and take away the key. And I just bought two packs of garden twine with cutters from a door-to-door sales chappie. they're sent round as part of some back to employment scheme. Anyone need industrial oven gloves? Tea-towels? Garden twine with built in cutter? anne stenhouse (Deep in edits, honestly, just pausing)
Hey, Anne. Well, I tried replying and it didn't stick. Been there, done that.
Cleaning items out does make one feel lighter 🙂