A little pile of Chinese notes found among my travel papers. I'm taking them down to the shop on Castle Street.
Update: I got £3 for the lot! The man said they were still in circulation.
I also took to British Heart Foundation: a pile of plates, a lovely RHS address book (I'm not going to use a paper address book again (unless civilisation collapses), and I've had it for five years hoping that someone would ask for one, but no-one has) and a large book of Edwardian board games.
Saturday 23 August 2008
I put my wardrobe on Freecycle and got a great avalanche of a response. I think I know who I would like to have it... but I'm waiting until the digest goes out before I say yes. I've argued in the past about not minding who you give stuff to, but I do balk a bit at giving to a taker. I've been searching for the names to see what they've posted. It's interesting to see how I make my decisions: I like people who ask nicely; I like people who say why they want it, and offer to give it a good home. I like people who post Wanteds explaining that they're doing it to help someone else.
I think the wardrobe has in its favour: It's from Ikea, so people know what they're getting. It's flat-pack. It's a storage item -- I think some people on FC might have a clutter problem.
I also had a huge clear-out of something nasty that had been hiding under the bed -- a large box of files. I put some folders together -- there was some schoolwork, and some writing from the 1990s in two separate files. I put those in together.
And there was a frightening box file labelled: 'Travel' into which I have traditionally 'filed' all the papers I bring back from holiday. This includes till receipts, ticket stubs, interesting paper bags, packets of photos, travel diaries... you get the idea. I've slimmed down considerable -- who wants receipts and photos that went wrong? But lots of nice memories surfaced as I filed. I suspect there are other packets stashed away, however. I'm going to see if I can't claim a boxfile for myself on Freecycle.
The other horror in this box was a yellow folder of newsletter stuff for TWells writers. I've contacted one of the members and asked if I can drop it round.
I threw away a lot of papers relating to my coaching sessions -- the sessions were great, but the papers were a load of bollocks -- strange diagrams and sentimental poems. I kept a few things I filled in -- a list of 50 things that make me happy (tho I think I've probably got other versions of this).
The sofa went on Thursday, and behind it I found a couple of paper bags containing... papers. I emptied them out -- binned a lot more stuff, kept other things. There were some things I was glad to find, though -- a lot of scraps of pretty paper that I file away for projects.
I read up about fixing a pair of jeans with a busted crotch -- the best advice seemed to be to patch them up with some old jeans. I can ask at a charity shop if they have any rag denim I can have.
I think the wardrobe has in its favour: It's from Ikea, so people know what they're getting. It's flat-pack. It's a storage item -- I think some people on FC might have a clutter problem.
I also had a huge clear-out of something nasty that had been hiding under the bed -- a large box of files. I put some folders together -- there was some schoolwork, and some writing from the 1990s in two separate files. I put those in together.
And there was a frightening box file labelled: 'Travel' into which I have traditionally 'filed' all the papers I bring back from holiday. This includes till receipts, ticket stubs, interesting paper bags, packets of photos, travel diaries... you get the idea. I've slimmed down considerable -- who wants receipts and photos that went wrong? But lots of nice memories surfaced as I filed. I suspect there are other packets stashed away, however. I'm going to see if I can't claim a boxfile for myself on Freecycle.
The other horror in this box was a yellow folder of newsletter stuff for TWells writers. I've contacted one of the members and asked if I can drop it round.
I threw away a lot of papers relating to my coaching sessions -- the sessions were great, but the papers were a load of bollocks -- strange diagrams and sentimental poems. I kept a few things I filled in -- a list of 50 things that make me happy (tho I think I've probably got other versions of this).
The sofa went on Thursday, and behind it I found a couple of paper bags containing... papers. I emptied them out -- binned a lot more stuff, kept other things. There were some things I was glad to find, though -- a lot of scraps of pretty paper that I file away for projects.
I read up about fixing a pair of jeans with a busted crotch -- the best advice seemed to be to patch them up with some old jeans. I can ask at a charity shop if they have any rag denim I can have.
Saturday 9 August 2008
1. I sold my desk chair to my old boss.
2. Gave some knives and forks to a friend.
The Facebook notice was not entirely successful -- only one person responded.
I have just looked into the plates I want to get rid of, and it seems they might be worth a bit of money. There's a china shop in Tunbridge Wells (update -- they didn't want them); and I've registered them with Chinasearch. (update -- they didn't want them either).
Might try E-bay, but it's so hard to pack and post these things. Or, I might just decide that it's not worth all this effort for the money I could get, and take the lot to the charity shop.
2. Gave some knives and forks to a friend.
The Facebook notice was not entirely successful -- only one person responded.
I have just looked into the plates I want to get rid of, and it seems they might be worth a bit of money. There's a china shop in Tunbridge Wells (update -- they didn't want them); and I've registered them with Chinasearch. (update -- they didn't want them either).
Might try E-bay, but it's so hard to pack and post these things. Or, I might just decide that it's not worth all this effort for the money I could get, and take the lot to the charity shop.
Sunday 27 July 2008
I've just posted the following on Facebook in the hopes that someone will be interested:
I'm moving in with Nick at the end of the month and I own far more things than I can take. Some of it, you can have for free, and other bits, I'm selling. You'll have to collect, as I have no transport. Please email iwantyourthings at threebeautifulthings dot co dot uk if you're interested.
Here's the list:
Free stuff
I'm moving in with Nick at the end of the month and I own far more things than I can take. Some of it, you can have for free, and other bits, I'm selling. You'll have to collect, as I have no transport. Please email iwantyourthings at threebeautifulthings dot co dot uk if you're interested.
Here's the list:
- Two-seater Habitat sofa in chocolate brown. Very comfortable and clean. -- £50.
- 70cm sq pine table, perfect if you need a kitchen table for a small space -- £25.
Free stuff
- Some trays -- one with farm animals on, the others plain wood / melamine
- An Ikea Aneboda wardrobe in birch effect. Very pleasing and unobtrusive.
- A white frosted bowl-shaped glass shade for an uplighter
- Retro plates and bowls, white and duck-egg green with a design of flowers and grasses
- Stainless steel knives, forks and spoons. The handles are moulded with an unusual bamboo design.
- Videos -- large selection, ideal for lovers of X-files, Simpsons, Family Guy. All carefully recorded onto UK format from the TV by US penfriend in the late 90s, early 00s.
- Footprint Guide to Kenya
- Large mirror measuring 55cm by 45cm
Monday 21 July 2008
I have been a bit bad about posting -- and getting rid of stuff -- these last few weeks. But I sent two books on their way by Book Crossing in this time, so I'm hoping that counts.
Here is what I have done so far this week towards getting rid of stuff:
1. Threw away several unwearable pairs of knickers.
2. Put an ad in two papers to sell my sofa.
3. Book crossed two more books. As I was leaving the park, I saw an old man bending over to look at them.
4. Book crossed another book.
5. Threw away a stash of old envelopes -- I keep them because I like to make notes on them; but there will ALWAYS be old envelopes.
6. Shredded bank statements and bills older than two years.
7. Went through a box of birthday cards and letters and kept only the ones I really cared about. This was hard -- some of the letters stirred up a bit of emotion. But it felt good to shred the ones I didn't need any more. I kept them because I felt they were important. By getting rid of them, I am stating that they are no longer important; I think this deadens the emotions.
8. A dress and jumper that I no longer need to charity
9. A mirror and a shoe hanger to charity.
10. Another book to Bookcrossing.
I have also phoned three removal companies about moving house.
It's getting harder and harder to find things to get rid of, now.
Here is what I have done so far this week towards getting rid of stuff:
1. Threw away several unwearable pairs of knickers.
2. Put an ad in two papers to sell my sofa.
3. Book crossed two more books. As I was leaving the park, I saw an old man bending over to look at them.
4. Book crossed another book.
5. Threw away a stash of old envelopes -- I keep them because I like to make notes on them; but there will ALWAYS be old envelopes.
6. Shredded bank statements and bills older than two years.
7. Went through a box of birthday cards and letters and kept only the ones I really cared about. This was hard -- some of the letters stirred up a bit of emotion. But it felt good to shred the ones I didn't need any more. I kept them because I felt they were important. By getting rid of them, I am stating that they are no longer important; I think this deadens the emotions.
8. A dress and jumper that I no longer need to charity
9. A mirror and a shoe hanger to charity.
10. Another book to Bookcrossing.
I have also phoned three removal companies about moving house.
It's getting harder and harder to find things to get rid of, now.
Friday 4 July 2008
Last night, I asked Nick why there was a stack of videos on the floor -- he explained that he was clearing out some stuff too. I try not to forget that he is making changes and sacrifices to fit me in, but sometimes I do.
Also -- I think we may have got rid of the biggest piece of clutter of all: We've accepted an offer on the flat.
Also -- I think we may have got rid of the biggest piece of clutter of all: We've accepted an offer on the flat.
Tuesday 1 July 2008
On-going list of things that cannot be got rid of until moving day
- My wardrobe
- The collection of plastic sandwich boxes (they are actually quite useful for packing little bits for a move)
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