The workshop purge was my first attempt at totally clearing out. And I went for it. No matter how useful an item was or how good the condition it was in, if I hadn't used / needed / or even knew it was in the house for the past 20 years, it was going. So...three boxes of books to the Arts Council annual book sale; two garbage bags and 2 boxes of assorted clothes and items to the Diabetes Clothesline program; assorted tools and rolls of electrical wire to my neighbour; thirty plus cans of paint to the recycler; two very full, very heavy bags of garbage. And the beginning of a pile for a dump run.
What's left? A goalie hockey bag the size of a small bus. Bike helmets, tennis racquets, squash racquets, racquet ball racquets. Wet suits and snorkeling gear. Hockey sticks, cross country skis and fishing rods. Tools, painting equipment and nails. Lots of nails. And a surfboard.
I can see the floor. I can use the entire work bench. It feels incredible.
As for the golf clubs...well, they're hanging on the wall. Maybe I'll take up golf one of these days, and if I do, well....I can invite a friend....or two.
On another note...I love books. Reading is probably my number one passion. I used to want to have a room in my house with an entire wall of books...hell, make it four walls. Guess that’s why I was drawn to the background I chose for this blog. But books take up a ton of space. I no longer want the in-home library and collect only a very few of my favourite authors. But books are the subject of my second personal new year’s challenge. In 2012 I read 56 books, not quite matching my personal best of 59 in 2010. This year I’m aiming for 60. Yes, I keep lists and write them down. As of today (Jan 6) I have finished book #1 -- Off the Road: A Modern-Day Walk Down the Pilgrim’s Route into Spain by Jack Hitt. Anyone care to join me? The prize is personal fulfillment and time well spent.
No way I could beat that record!! But I just might consider entering into an "on-line book club" with you...providing your book selections aren't too off the wall...
ReplyDeleteAnd BTW...the question begs to be asked...where DID you get 3 sets of golf clubs?????
One set belonged to my Dad, one set belonged to my Mom and one set belonged to my brother-in-law...he sent them to me years ago when he got a new set and thought I might like to take up golf!
ReplyDeleteThen I think you owe it your Dad, your Mom and your brother-in-law to at least TRY the game. As a person who enjoys the game of golf, I'm glad to hear that the clubs were relegated to the wall and not kicked to the curb! Come on...you must have some level of frustration/anger/pissed-off-ed-ness that could be released through chasing a little white ball around a golf course and swinging a club with all your might to advance your cause...don't rule it out based on the therapeutic value alone!
ReplyDeleteOh, I have tried the game. Took lessons once upon a time. Whacked a few balls at the driving range. And played a few rounds of 9 holes when I worked with the kids in the schools. If my Dad is any indication, I'm thinking golf adds more to the frustration level then it does to reduce it. But never say never....that's why I'm hanging on to them, for now anyway.
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