It wasn’t really lost, but is was lost-ish. I had a lot of plans for the day since this is probably the only reasonably cool day we are getting this week. But then Owen said, “Hey, I moved that cabinet where you wanted it.”
“Oh great,” I said. It’s a glass doored cabinet and it had become empty after we moved our DVDs and CDs into a different cabinet and I have a lot of pottery — Native American, Antique Chinese porcelain, modern — and other collectibles including Robbie the Robot.
Each time I picked up a piece from a shelf, I had to wash and dry it. Except for the Chinese pieces that are really very old. You can’t wash them because the dirt in them is part of the how they can be identified. So I sort of dust them very gently and carefully put them back on their shelves.
So then we moved the big cabinet to where we had another small table. That table became Garry’s new table and Garry table moved into the bathroom where it matches the rest of the furniture.
In the course of reorganizing this stuff, I can’t count how many chargers, wires and watches we rediscovered. All the watches need batteries and I’m not even sure if the kiosk where we used to get our batteries replaced still exists because we haven’t been to a mall since COVID.
The result? It looks cleaner and less cluttered. Other result? I didn’t get anything done. I did process a lot of pictures yesterday which is good because today was not so much a wash-out as a wash-up (good pun there, eh?).
Does anyone needs an Amazon charger? I think we have a couple of dozen. How about wires? What combo do you needs? C to C? C to mini? C to standard? Standard to standard? How about video cables and connections for headphones? How about headphones? I must have a have a dozen of them in various sizes. I never use them because they press my glasses against my ears and it hurts, but Garry uses a couple of them, so that’s something.
And what do you do with a super cheap Chromebook that no one uses anymore? Do you save it? Will if ever be a better computer than it is right now? How about the Echo Dot> It was one of the first and you know you’ll never use it again. Trash? I don’t think the recyclers will take it.
Oh the sneaky temptation to keep it even though you haven’t used it in years and know you will never use it. I think I’ve got half a dozen Kindles I know I’ll never use. They are old and don’t have enough memory. Should I give up Kindles and use my Mac Airbook for listening — or buy a bigger, badder, Kindle?
When will I find the courage to toss those Kindles? I can’t give them away. No one wants them. What a tragic end. These devices enter our lives in glory and die in shame, trashed and worthless. I hate throwing them away. They ought to be revivable.
Maybe that’s really what this is all about. Trash. There is so much of it and we didn’t get any of it for free. We PAID for that trash. In many case, quite a lot of money. Every time I throw away a piece of previously expensive electronics, I feel four emotions:
- I’m throwing my money in the trash
- What a waste
- There is far too much trash and some of it is mine
- Shame on me.