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I have decided to get rid of shit. Savagely and without sentiment. I'm chucking stuff.

In the words of Neil Young, "In my new life, I'm traveling light.."

Not that I had a ton of stuff to begin with but there is going to be much less. Must've chucked four big garbage bags yesterday - and that is just the beginning.

Chucked some brand new stuff. Well not new. I suppose unused would be the word. Like I had a bunch of unused 3-ring binders that had been sitting in my hall closet for, I dunno, 10 years? Perfect condition but what do I want with a bunch of 3-ring binders taking up space?

Chucked.

Not just binders but a bunch of office supplies. Should I ask all my friends if they want them? Should I make lists of everything and send them around and hold off until I get responses? Cuz I ain't.



Chucked.
 
I got technology. I am finding stuff - I don't even know what it is.

I mean, yeah, there are some old computers/keyboards/printers. I know what those are. But a couple times I have found some electronic boxy gizmo - wrapped in a bunch of associated wires and cables and adaptors.

No frickin' idea.



Chucked.
 
I have chucked 3 old phones so far. How did I end up with 3 old phones?


I guess everything made sense at the moment it was stashed away. You hook up a new phone and so you hold on to the old one just in case there is a problem. Then it slips your mind because, out of sight . . . .

Next thing you know you got 3 old phones gathering dust.
 
Exactly. That is one sort of counter-productive thinking that comes into it over and over.

Like I have a bunch of old comic books and I start thinking, man, those old Charlie Browns from the early 60's must be pretty rare. Maybe they are worth some coin. Maybe I should hang onto them and do an investigation at some unspecified future date. Maybe my old Audubon Encyclopedia are worth something.

Then there are the sentimental thoughts. Aww, that pic of me and my ex in the heart-shaped frame attached to a stuffed bunny - that's a good pic from a significant era of my life. Awww. Should keep that.

Then there are the lies. Maybe the information within those thousands of rejection letters from the 90's in that accordian file will serve a purpose again some day.



But no.

:nono:


Just keep chuckin'.
 
Nah, they're brittle and yellow and crumbling to pieces. I was not a delicate kid thinking about keeping things in pristine condition. I manhandled them and folded pages and wrote in them and would not have hesitated to rip out part of a page if I needed a scrap of paper for a note and it was all that was handy.

Actually the sentimental value of those probably exceeds the possible monetary value but either way ----> no.





Do you have a lot of stuff? Are you packrat-ish in nature?
 
Good job Muddy! If it ain't of any use, get rid of it! This thread might motivate me to get rid of crap that I will probably (more likely never) use again! My garage is a total mess that I fall over stuff to get to stuff I need!
 
Muddy see, you already have people wanting these items! They tell you they will stop to get them! Time passes,
you call them up and say if you can't get them by so and so date, I'm throwing them out! You throw them out and then the people stop by way late to get the stuff! Now they are pissed at you! Another case of "no good deed goes unpunished!"
 
bacon
I want a picture of Muddy's piture of him and his ex on Plommer's wall.

In this picture I also want the crazy neighbor with a black bag, contents of said bag unknown.
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Ran in to the crazy neighbor this morning on my way out for lunch, she accused me of "looking" at her balcony too much.

I told her there is a crazy person on the second floor but it isn't me and that I will speak to her only when she can prove she can comprehend the English language. Talking to her is like talking to a rock, she just isn't capable of reason.

I gotta admit it is a bit frustrating when the most annoying crazy person I've ever met accuses me of being annoying!
 
Plommay so from offering you a gift to accusing you of things. I don't like where this is going. At all. Crazy biotch. Bacon has your back.

Wet out but not raining currently Monk. Sunday was awesome here too, dinner on the deck was great! This was after hanging out here, very good place! :guitar:
 
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going to follow suit and do the same damn thing with clothes... im not sure what makes me think i will ever wear some of the shit i have...if i havent worn it in a few years, ill never touch it again...im disappointed in myself :facepalm:
 
Great Thread.

My dad is a hoarder. I grew up with a house full of clutter and shit stacked up all over the place.

Now I'm the total opposite. Hate clutter. Get anxiety when I go back to visit old house. I basically still just have the stuff that I drove to NYC with from CA. That's why it has been so easy for me to move, to roughly 7 different apartments within past few years.



Muddy, I'm putting in an official request for you to cover this song at your earliest convenience:


 
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