On the nature of my junque

Seeing how I try not to be a big pig and throw stuff out all the time, that heavy load of junque was heavier than most because it showed that no matter how good intentions can be, we all have to waste and purge at times. Examining my big self-imposed guilt trip, I came to some realizations. There was nothing in that pile that was gratuitous waste except maybe the loveseat. Ahh, the loveseat: hand me down from my MIL when we moved here 7 years ago. I would have donated it to the Salvation Army or Rescue Mission if my cat hadn't designated it to suffer horribly by being drawn and quartered daily. No charity would accept it. It's matching couch however had escaped loveseat's fate and will be hauled to said charity when the time comes to empty the house entirely. Not to mention the fact they were both horribly ugly and too overstuffed or oversized for your standard slipcover to stay on longer than the first 5 minutes.

Toilet: as old as the house and had been repaired numerous times. This was the old style replaced by the new style which uses less water.

Shower door: as old as the house. This had been repaired and lived with in disrepair when the repairs wouldn't hold. New buyers want shower doors they can open from both sides. Cheer up, the box is being reused on the new door.

Night stand with the top being rotted off due to being home to a fishtank for years. (see the part about SA not accepting wrecked furniture). It's mate will be sitting next to the couch at the SA.

JC Penney Television: Need I say more? When was the last time JC Penney made televisions or even pasted their name on one? This was left by the previous owner who most likely inherited it from the original owners who were both oddly named Pearl. I choose not to leave new owners encumbered by my leftover junque. Clean slate and all that.

Scrap wood: I had used about half of it for kindling (nothing like 200 year old lathe to start a fire). I would knock out the old rusty nails and break it up and burn it. Didn't use it all. See above about leaving junque to unsuspecting homebuyers.

Old RCA television cabinet from back in the day when tv screens were circular. The tv no longer in it, the cabinet was broken and the laminate was peeling off. Would you pay to move this 5 states over?

Queen size bed. I first met this bed when I was in 9th grade--that is when I was 14, I am 40 now. Dad bought it at some cheapo Raymour type store when we moved to Pittsburgh. The frame, made from particle board eventually needed to be reinforced with about 20 supports with about 200 screws. I know, I had to take it apart.. by hand...every screw. (I sometimes think my husband's OCD aka overkill mode sometimes is not a good thing but only God heard me cursing him). The mattress, the original, has probably cost my dh and I about $500 in chiropractor bills and more in coffee and ibuprofen (doesn't everyone start the day with caffiene and Motrin?).

Some ugly broken lamps and a broken turntable and broken tape deck as well as some molded styrofoam that came with the new shower doors were the remainder of that pile. Nothing really to say about that. I did try to give away the lamps, many times but no one wanted them. The broken components were hand-me-downs that never worked.

I did manage to give away quite a bit though. I freecycled a dresser with matching nightstands, gave away some "occasional tables" basically coffee and end tables (two sets), bookcases and bookcases to someone with lots of kids. I hauled boxes of clothes and books to charity.

Okay, so I'm still a craven wastral environmental terrorist. Culpatory proof exists by noting my Chevy Blazer in the driveway.