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Among other things like a shelving unit and a Swedish posture chair, I've piled seven monitors and ten computers onto the curb outside the house. That's the entire stock of monitors in my basement and about a third of the computers. I even got rid of the two fifteen inch touchscreen units that I snagged for the coolness factor but doubt that I will ever use. We've already had a couple people coming by to scavenge. In fact, there were a couple of high school kids looking through computer parts, so I went out to talk to them. I ended up giving them a complete Pentium III deskpro system (minus hard drive of course) from the basement plus a couple of sticks of RAM just to see it go away. I'd take a picture of it all, but I don't have a working camera at the moment. It's okay.
I'm going to go back to taking out the rest of the normal garbage, then I'm going to catch up on my ledger. I have a couple bills that need paying.
I always have a sort of disturbance of the psyche when I get rid of a large amount of stuff. My surface is whipped about as by a storm, and it takes a while for everything to settle down again. Part of it is that I continue to feel a sort of connection to it all until it finally disappears for good and I don't have to deal with it anymore. I hope the woman I spoke to on the phone about was correct about the city picking up computers. I also hope that that includes monitors; I didn't specifically ask about them. If not, I'll be hauling all this stuff right back off the curb after work tomorrow. It will probably go into the bed of my truck while I hunt around for another way to get rid of it. But hopefully it won't come to that.
I'm going to go back to taking out the rest of the normal garbage, then I'm going to catch up on my ledger. I have a couple bills that need paying.
I always have a sort of disturbance of the psyche when I get rid of a large amount of stuff. My surface is whipped about as by a storm, and it takes a while for everything to settle down again. Part of it is that I continue to feel a sort of connection to it all until it finally disappears for good and I don't have to deal with it anymore. I hope the woman I spoke to on the phone about was correct about the city picking up computers. I also hope that that includes monitors; I didn't specifically ask about them. If not, I'll be hauling all this stuff right back off the curb after work tomorrow. It will probably go into the bed of my truck while I hunt around for another way to get rid of it. But hopefully it won't come to that.