Intro
I entered middle age a few years ago...okay, a little more than a few. Our daughters are 28 and 26. After they left, I cautiously redecorated their bedrooms. I did the usual, donated "Lucky" brand jeans (left from 3rd grade) and stuffed animals to a local thrift store. Next, I threw away countless plastic bags from "The Gap" and other retailers. Some of them included various amounts of change, which of course I took as my housekeeping fee. Every $6.40 helps!
I slowly bought new furniture items that I liked - a futon and frame, small roll-top desk, area rugs and lamps. One room was starting to resemble my new "office" which would double as a guest room when necessary. One morning as I was getting ready to leave for work, I heard (and felt) a very large boom-crash. I cautiously walked upstairs to find the dust clearing and about half of the ceiling of my new room on the floor. Ah, the joys of owning an antique house...
Well, last Friday, a big metal recycling bin arrived in our driveway on a rather fantastic-looking truck. It was here to haul away some unwanted and unusable metal junk. The first and heaviest thing to go was an old copy machine from the basement. It was one of the early "plain-paper" copiers, probably manufactured around 1980. I arrived home just as the hubby and his friend were wrasslin' it up the basement stairs. Then, 'kaboom' all 300 pounds of it droped and spilled its load of powdery toner on the stairs as a black cloud rose up and out covering everything within 10 feet with a fine silt.
After trying to clean the copier mess with a broom and towels, it seemed the only choice was to rent or buy a shop-vac. I chose to purchase one. So now we have yet another piece of equipment in our basement, but I think it will come in handy for the rest of the downsizing project. We did receive $41.25 in cash for recycling the metal, and the shop-vac only cost $79.99. Hmmm.
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