I am breathing a huge sigh of relief right now. Boxes of this and that went off to the op shop yesterday and this weekend our verge is hosting lots of unwanted items from our house and the shed...or at least it was!! Nearly everything that has been put out there has gone except for a couple of bits that nobody in their right mind would want. I am never amazed at what passers by stop and pick up from verge-side throw-outs but pick them up they do. These are not exactly the type of things we threw out or the type of street we live on, but you get the general idea:
We are told by our Council that items placed out ready for collection from our verge should be placed in two neat piles. People that come sorting through couldn't care less if the piles are neat or not but often distribute bits and pieces hither and yon. I feel we are fortunate that they have taken so much of ours and doubt there will actually be sufficient left to even make one neat pile, let alone two.
I am so delighted I finally managed to gently manouvre Phil into the shed to "please do begin to sort out some of the stuff in there" as I'd been asking him this for a few years. I did begin talking about it a couple of weeks ago and then it got very hot last weekend but then a coolish week arrived when I thought he'd begin but no, he waited till it began to really warm up again and today we nearly hit the century mark!!
He is a wonderful husband and I shouldn't complain but what is it that makes men act quite contrary at times. I am really so pleased he went to the trouble to make inroads into all the 'stuff' he no longer needs or uses but why oh why wait until it got hot again? Perhaps, although they will react to what you want, they also need to do in in their 'own good time' so it appears it is really their own idea.
No matter what, we are finally well and truly downsizing contents of house and shed and I am sure if I go through my clothes I will find even more that come under the heading "Oh, I just may wear that again one day" and, if I do, then out it goes. I'm a home body now as going out can be a bit of a pain (literally) so I just don't need 'all those things' any more. I am seeing space where there has been no space for years so something must be going right at last. Big sigh of relief.