We are at it again. Salvaging. Thrift stores. Maybe even a garage sale or two – we’ll see how that goes into the new year. Definitely Craig’s list. I’ve already got steel, windows and an old Honda 250 that doesn’t run (not yet, anyway) and I am still looking for more crap to pack in the old utility trailer. Picked up a great heavy-duty hammer drill last week.
This could become a syndrome of sorts. Pro’bly is already. I might be ill in some kind of recycling way. A green hoarder? Or just succumbing to the lure of excess junk in an over abundant society?
Hard to say.
Of course, I have the perfect rationale: I need this stuff for my projects. The windows for the green house. The steel for the funicular cart, the Honda 250 for deer hunting (that’s a stretch on so many levels). I need the hammer-drill ’cause my old Hitachi hammer-drill kept blowing up (all the parts at the front – the chuck- just explode and I have to search for little parts, find them, replace them and try again). The new (old) one is mint.
And I need more such stuff. More!
The city is rich with such crap. I confess that the asking prices are a bit higher than I would expect but – to be fair – we never pay them so I have no real complaints. If I need, say, a welder (which I did last year) and the new price is $600 (plus tax), I go see a used one and the asking price is about half ($300). If it is in really good nick, I will offer half of that ($150) and usually settle around $200 or so. Real bargainers grind it down to less but I have a lot of ground to cover, a lot of crap to gather and I kind of get a bit intoxicated with the whole thing. I feel as if the world is my thrift shop when I am down in the city.
The irony is, of course, that I may not ever use this stuff. I certainly already have enough stuff for enough projects to last me til the end of days. But those aren’t the projects I WANT to do. I want to make an old Honda run again. I want to have a greenhouse. I need to make the lower funicular cart. Some projects have priority.
At least – at this point in time, they do. While I am here in the city and have an abundance of crap to search through, I might find something off-the-agenda so tantalizing that I get it anyway. Who knows where such whimsy might take me?
And therein lies the lesson………….there is a fine line between supplying for your needs and the madness of goofy acquisition for its own sake. Worse, I find that it is in my character to cross the line and dabble now and then in dream acquisitions like getting an old bread van to convert into a guerrilla RV. In fact, I found just such a dream machine a week or so ago and got so close to acquiring it, I had to step away and mull the dream over again. Mulled more than once. But it wasn’t until I had that bread van in my cross-hairs that I came to my senses and did NOT buy it. I stepped back over the line. Sanity prevailed.
I bought a not-running 1976 Honda 250 XL instead. I am not cured but it is under control.