I've actually manged to offload a couple items onto the Kidlet. (No mean feat with a non-materialistic person who is making a point of not accumulating Stuff because she is planning on moving abroad.)
One is a Schick Quattro razor with a couple of spare blades. I bought it when blades for my own razor were discontinued. I never liked the Quattro, but what can you do (besides shuffling around crustily demanding to know why they don't make things like they used to anymore?). But a couple of months ago I found the blades available on eBay, and since I had stubbornly held on to my old handle (which had an unhealthy layer of soap scum I had to laboriously remove), I bought a two year supply of blades and was ready to ditch the Quattro. Fortunately, the Kidlet, who is visiting, likes this brand, so now it is hers.
A surprise item to exit is a very, very old sweatshirt the kid borrowed from me. She said she loved it but knew I wouldn't give it up because it was obviously a souvenir from my trip to Rome. The thing is, it isn't. I got it as a hand-me-down from a neighbor of mother's a good five to ten years prior to my own 1994 trip to Rome, so this is very old shirt. I've never liked it and never worn it much, but even occasional wearings over 20+ years have left it very soft. I was really going to get rid of it soon, and in the toss pile, because it is, in my opinion, too threadbare for donation. She is more than welcome to it.
I'm happy that I held on to these things which have turned out to be useful to myself and to another person, but this experience does (rather unfortunately, in my mind) reinforce the tendency to save things that might be useful "someday." After all, these were just two items. I don't have the rest of the century it would take to achieve full utility of every single thing in this house.
One is a Schick Quattro razor with a couple of spare blades. I bought it when blades for my own razor were discontinued. I never liked the Quattro, but what can you do (besides shuffling around crustily demanding to know why they don't make things like they used to anymore?). But a couple of months ago I found the blades available on eBay, and since I had stubbornly held on to my old handle (which had an unhealthy layer of soap scum I had to laboriously remove), I bought a two year supply of blades and was ready to ditch the Quattro. Fortunately, the Kidlet, who is visiting, likes this brand, so now it is hers.
A surprise item to exit is a very, very old sweatshirt the kid borrowed from me. She said she loved it but knew I wouldn't give it up because it was obviously a souvenir from my trip to Rome. The thing is, it isn't. I got it as a hand-me-down from a neighbor of mother's a good five to ten years prior to my own 1994 trip to Rome, so this is very old shirt. I've never liked it and never worn it much, but even occasional wearings over 20+ years have left it very soft. I was really going to get rid of it soon, and in the toss pile, because it is, in my opinion, too threadbare for donation. She is more than welcome to it.
I'm happy that I held on to these things which have turned out to be useful to myself and to another person, but this experience does (rather unfortunately, in my mind) reinforce the tendency to save things that might be useful "someday." After all, these were just two items. I don't have the rest of the century it would take to achieve full utility of every single thing in this house.
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