This spring, my family and I decided to take on a little spring project that includes revamping a 100-year-old building that is filled with junk. The building is large, and was used long ago as a store, serving biscuits and hot coffee to the miners that mined for gold and copper in my neck of the woods during the late 1800′s and early 1900′s.
Unfortunately, for the last 50 years however, it has been ‘that place’ where I store everything and anything that I don’t have room for in my home. If I didn’t need it, didn’t want it, or wanted to get rid of something ridiculous that my husband that was suitable home décor, it went to the shed. Stealthily, I would sneak out there with boxes and totes to hide all the unwanted items.
My kids decided that we should get rid of all the stuff and have a yard sale to raise money for their softball team. My father in law, decided that as we were cleaning 100 years worth of stuff, we would separate out the metal so they could recycle that to be used for their team as well. And so, the process began. And holy crap, did I realize that we had a lot of stuff. Dirty, old, junky, stuff. And of course, there were plenty of other things in that shed – that had probably been there 100 years that were worth some sort of money if only I knew what it was I was looking at. It was one of those days when I wished the crew from American Pickers would stop by and help me sort through the stuff. (They didn’t!)
There were old CD’s an Atari gaming system, about 500 tapes (does anyone remember those), old radios and plenty of items leftover from my husband’s childhood. Along with dishes and light fixtures, clothes, nails and knick- knacks, old bottles and things that I didn’t even know existed. All this stuff was toppled with more stuff, and cleaning out the old shed turned into a 2 day feat that left me dirty and tired and nostalgic.
It also left quite a bit of stuff in numerous piles strewn about the yard. Environmental chaos. And I honestly didn’t feel like I had the energy left to host a yard sale and certainly didn’t want to bicker about prices or have my yard turned into a flea market. So I did a little research and with the helps of a friend found out that many of the items found in the shed could be sold (easily) at MusicMagpie.com and others on Ebay. And most of the stuff (aside from the metal that is STILL sitting in a recycle pile) was happily thrown away.
Getting rid of things you don’t need, want or use anymore really is a liberating feeling. And I believe that discarding old things makes rooms for new things. Even though we rarely used the shed, there was a part of my brain that knew all that stuff was sitting there stagnant in the shed. Cleaning it out, and having a fresh space to start over with – felt like quite an achievement. And making a little bit of money by selling some of these treasures online and otherwise, well that was just the icing on the cake.
Now, if only I could get my UPS man carpenter husband to finish replacing the rotten wood and get the new tin on the roof, my kids would have a great place to party! (Or maybe I would have a wonderful place to exercise) The only problem is that every time I am in that building by myself, I get a waft of the scent of biscuits and coffee and hear hoof-beats in the distance. (Must be my imagination playing with me!)