A few months ago, we got rid of a candle tray, and I mentioned that I had thought I was Candice Olson and arranged it on a table runner. The other day I realized we still had the table runner. Um, why?
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Day 122: Leather Sofa
We bought this sofa back in 2003-ish. We actually tell the story pretty often because I'm not very observant, to say the least, and this is a prime example: George picked up the couch from the warehouse and put it in our living room, and I sat about 10 feet away for several hours without noticing there was a giant new piece of furniture next to me.
It never really worked with our new living room setup, and our neighbors needed a couch that would fit down the narrow stairs to their basement. Perfect! Our sofa has a new home!
DESTINATION: across the street
It never really worked with our new living room setup, and our neighbors needed a couch that would fit down the narrow stairs to their basement. Perfect! Our sofa has a new home!
DESTINATION: across the street
Day 121: Dance Dance Pads
We were reeeeeeally into Dance Dance Revolution (specifically DDRMax2) for awhile, back in 2004. We were introduced to the game by our friends Mike and Chrissy, and lost so badly that we went out the next day and bought not just the game, but a whole Playstation. (I can't say we're not slightly competitive about games. We did the same thing after losing badly at Mario Kart on Wii. And don't even try to beat us at board games!)
Anyway, the good part about getting addicted to a dancing game is the weight loss -- we played for hours every day and I lost 12 pounds in less than a month. The bad part is the stress fractures. (I'm not joking.)
We upgraded to these pads in the hopes that the padding might help our overuse problems, but they just didn't have the same response time so we decided it was better to suffer with the original, unpadded $10 versions. No way we were going to give up our perfect scores for the sake of being able to walk!
DESTINATION: Trash. They really didn't work.
Anyway, the good part about getting addicted to a dancing game is the weight loss -- we played for hours every day and I lost 12 pounds in less than a month. The bad part is the stress fractures. (I'm not joking.)
We upgraded to these pads in the hopes that the padding might help our overuse problems, but they just didn't have the same response time so we decided it was better to suffer with the original, unpadded $10 versions. No way we were going to give up our perfect scores for the sake of being able to walk!
DESTINATION: Trash. They really didn't work.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Day 120 G's Old Catalogs
Wow! Catalogs from 2003! Starrett, Reid Tool Supply, and 80/20 ("The Industrial Erector Set")...all good things. I still like paper catalogs as opposed to PDF in a lot of cases, but not these. Not to mention, they are free if I need a fresh one and I don't buy a whole lot of industrial supplies for my house. Oh, and the bonus book is a C programming book -- I have no idea how that entered my life. They were still pushing Fortran in college.
These babies are outdated.

DESTINATION: Recycling bin.
These babies are outdated.
DESTINATION: Recycling bin.
Day 119: Rose Frame
I'm not 100% sure where we got this. I think it was part of a shower gift for our wedding. It's pretty, but we don't have anything floral in our house. Also, I'm a habitual "in-camera-cropper" (that's for my photogafriends) so I can't frame anything as a circle anyway :)
DESTINATION: Goodwill. Hopefully someone else will put it to good use.
DESTINATION: Goodwill. Hopefully someone else will put it to good use.
Day 118: Starfish Candles
I really liked the starfish tealight favors at my friend Beez's wedding shower. So much that, when she (or maybe it was her mom) was like, "Take as many as you want!" I really took it to heart. I still have a few left, though, and as I've mentioned ad nauseum, my candle-burning days have passed.
DESTINATION: Trash.
DESTINATION: Trash.
Days 113-117: Shirts for Quilts
What are "shirts for quilts"? They're the result of a brainchild I had about eight years ago. I thought it would be cool if, instead of donating my old clothes, I could cut them up and make a patchwork quilt. And then at night, I could snuggle beneath the remnants of cheap tank tops and fake-velvet pants.
Needless to say, I never really followed through on that plan. It was a bad one.
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
Needless to say, I never really followed through on that plan. It was a bad one.
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
Day 112: Turkey Place Mats
Don't get me wrong, these turkey place mats are cute. But there are two problems:
1) Thanksgiving is the kind of holiday you celebrate for one day a year. It's not like Christmas, where I want to decorate in mid-October and keep everything up until spring. (I don't. But I want to.) So the only day I want to decorate for Thanksgiving is Thanksgiving, which brings me to...
2) I have four place mats. The last time we hosted Thanksgiving dinner, I think 29 people showed up. So...
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
1) Thanksgiving is the kind of holiday you celebrate for one day a year. It's not like Christmas, where I want to decorate in mid-October and keep everything up until spring. (I don't. But I want to.) So the only day I want to decorate for Thanksgiving is Thanksgiving, which brings me to...
2) I have four place mats. The last time we hosted Thanksgiving dinner, I think 29 people showed up. So...
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
Day 111: Leopard Heart Dude
I can't put my finger on where this came from, but the good money is on my Christmas stocking. It just seems like the sort of thing that Santa would see at the mall or at Columbus Mart and say, "Hahahahahahaha I'm putting this in Kara's stocking." (And before any of my siblings says "You still get a stocking?!" -- I've had this thing for YEARS.) Anyway, I no longer need it because...it's a wind-up purple fuzzy leopard-print heart with legs :)
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Day 110: Van Zant Bag
This one hurts. Note my sad face. Among my excess of bags, I came across...my Van Zant duffle bag! Sweet. Well, except that it's falling apart. And, you know, I'm not eight years old.
I'm only okay with letting this go because I kept my awesome fifth-grade class t-shirt. It's autographed! Jealous?
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
I'm only okay with letting this go because I kept my awesome fifth-grade class t-shirt. It's autographed! Jealous?
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
Day 109: Heart Tray
Another Valentine-themed gift. We got a ton of cute holiday decos for my bridal shower but just need to pare a few of them down. We don't even celebrate V-Day with each other, so the chances of us cooking Valentine appetizers and needing to serve them is slim...so I think it's safe to send this off.
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
Day 108: Heart Utensils
These were hard to get rid of. Not because we used them, but because Travis stole them out of the Goodwill bag and made them his toy of choice for about two weeks. But he's finally moved on.
No major reason for getting rid of these. We only used them for decoration because we're OXO snobs :)
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
No major reason for getting rid of these. We only used them for decoration because we're OXO snobs :)
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
Day 107: Booklight
I think once you're past the phase of having an enforced bedtime, you're past the phase of reading by booklight. If I want to read, and it's dark, I'll just turn on the light.
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
DESTINATION: Goodwill.
Day 106: Makeshift Bookshelf
When I first started writing, I kept every magazine that my name appeared in. That was a really cute idea, the first 300 times. When the magazines started taking over my office, I bought a Closetmaid mini-shelf, turned it sideways, and used it to corral them. Then I ran out of room on that shelf.
The responsible, Trashed-inspired move would be to get rid of some magazines. Instead, I bought a bigger shelf and got rid of this one. But I swear, I'm working on moving my clips into binders so I can whittle down my stash of magazines. Until then...
DESTINATION: My cousin Kristie's new apartment, unless she just took it to humor me and has secretly thrown it away.
The responsible, Trashed-inspired move would be to get rid of some magazines. Instead, I bought a bigger shelf and got rid of this one. But I swear, I'm working on moving my clips into binders so I can whittle down my stash of magazines. Until then...
DESTINATION: My cousin Kristie's new apartment, unless she just took it to humor me and has secretly thrown it away.
Day 105: Belts (and we're baaaaack!)
Okay, so I completely slacked on blog updates. I was kind of under the impression that we were only entertaining ourselves, and maybe two or three random family members, so I was just dumping my memory cards into a folder and ignoring them in the hopes that maybe they would resize and post themselves. No such luck. Three people asked about the blog this week though, which made me nerdily happy. Thanks for actually reading this so it's not, like, my diary.
(I don't have a diary.)
Anyway. Back when I did the clothing purge, I also got rid of a ton of belts! I kept two braided leather belts, and here are the rest.
Please note that I could have counted this as six days' worth of stuff and been that much closer to catching up! But I won't. Do I earn some blogger karma or something?
DESTINATION: Hand-me-down bag.
(I don't have a diary.)
Anyway. Back when I did the clothing purge, I also got rid of a ton of belts! I kept two braided leather belts, and here are the rest.
Please note that I could have counted this as six days' worth of stuff and been that much closer to catching up! But I won't. Do I earn some blogger karma or something?
DESTINATION: Hand-me-down bag.
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