my sweetheart brings me garbage
it's true.
some women are brought gifts of flowers, or chocolate, or jewelry. i get garbage. literally.
i just finished re-arranging my furniture, because today, he brought home a nice gently-used pine vanity type table (i call it this because it has a section where the top lifts up & there is a mirror inside, although i am not at all certain as to its intended purpose.) he also brought home the matching stool (this needs re-upholstering, but i can get my MIL to help me with that, & she will be thrilled.)
it shocks me, really, to see the piles upon piles of things that people put out for the garbage men in these parts. there is absolutely nothing wrong with my new furniture. it is in better shape than much i have seen in thrift stores. but folks are too lazy to make conscious dispositition of their goods. just put it out for the trash. and we have piles and piles of it going out every week.
i lived through the summer when the garbage barge in NY went on strike. the piles reached the 3rd floor windows. ever since then, i have had this thing about garbage. i guess that was my wakeup call to ecology.
i do my best with my own output. better than some folks, i expect, although i know there are those who make me look wasteful.
but i really do love finding perfectly good things that others have left out as trash. it is like getting presents from santa or something. and my husband knows to keep an eye open on garbage day, and when he brings me some wonderful treasure that he has found, it truly makes my day.
some women are brought gifts of flowers, or chocolate, or jewelry. i get garbage. literally.
i just finished re-arranging my furniture, because today, he brought home a nice gently-used pine vanity type table (i call it this because it has a section where the top lifts up & there is a mirror inside, although i am not at all certain as to its intended purpose.) he also brought home the matching stool (this needs re-upholstering, but i can get my MIL to help me with that, & she will be thrilled.)
it shocks me, really, to see the piles upon piles of things that people put out for the garbage men in these parts. there is absolutely nothing wrong with my new furniture. it is in better shape than much i have seen in thrift stores. but folks are too lazy to make conscious dispositition of their goods. just put it out for the trash. and we have piles and piles of it going out every week.
i lived through the summer when the garbage barge in NY went on strike. the piles reached the 3rd floor windows. ever since then, i have had this thing about garbage. i guess that was my wakeup call to ecology.
i do my best with my own output. better than some folks, i expect, although i know there are those who make me look wasteful.
but i really do love finding perfectly good things that others have left out as trash. it is like getting presents from santa or something. and my husband knows to keep an eye open on garbage day, and when he brings me some wonderful treasure that he has found, it truly makes my day.
posted by jen at 9:44 PM
3 Comments:
treasures are always waiting in the strangest of places. And what is trash to one person, is a gift of joy to another. this is the sign of a true artist. to find the beauty in what one sees as disposable. that is your gift. you are lucky!
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