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Middle-aged is being super excited for the annual visit from the local junk truck. They take everything and donate or recycle where possible. It's not a junk truck chain, so hooray for supporting local.

I had a little bit of everything for them--household hazardous waste, donations, e-cycling, and clothing recycling. I had to kick my husband in the ass to look at the one side of the garage. We have shelving along the entire length and height, and it became a magnet for all this random tech stuff. He had boxes full of smaller boxes and easily filled the empty blue cart. He's gotten better about not taking free computer equipment from people over the years, but some of it persists because of perceived value and he was also peeved to find things he bought new again. In some ways it reminded me of going to through my craft stash--ham radio is just crafting for men ;-D

The junk truck was so full of other people's stuff I couldn't even give them the leftover cardboard to recycle. As luck would have it, our neighbours had put a giant china hutch in the alley and they said yes when I offered to have it hauled away. It's been rainy lately, and wood can only withstand that for so long.

Now that the big stuff is out of the way, we can go through things a little more carefully.

Despite all our efforts to round things up, there were still things that will have to wait for next year or the Buy Nothing group, LOL. Wolf's dad gave us a big box of new Christmas lights--the bad, old energy-sucking kind. We never really used them. Someone on the Buy Nothing group wanted them, and it turned out her son, who picked them up, is part of the crew that mows our lawn. I love how stupid small Calgary is!