We've gone in "thirdsies" with two neighbors on a 40 cubic yard dumpster. It's been here since about 0830 this morning and it's about 1/2 full already. When we inherited this place from Gordo's folks we also inherited 60+ years of accumulated stuff stored in half-baked "additions" (read: lean-tos) around the main house. Over the years leaky roofing, rats, cats & squirrels have taken their toll on the piles of mostly cardboard boxes and odd objects. When we first moved in we filled THREE 40 cu yd dumpsters one after another, now we're getting to the rest of it. Moving is a pain, but it's also a blessing in that it forces you to do "junk triage".
Since it never rains but it pours, everything is happening at once this week. Dumpster time, finishing the last of the paperwork on the new house, and prepping for the school of the soldier this weekend...and Gordo's grandson is visiting. He's a great kid and it's a good thing this visit is happening because I don't know when we'll see him and his mommy next after we move.