I’ve talked about getting a skip or going to the tip many times over the last few years and a couple of days ago I actually booked an hour’s slot at our local household waste and recycling centre. It was easier and quicker than I thought and free!
Feeling pleased with my decision, I part-loaded the car last night with the contents of the medium sized hippo bag that had been unnecessarily taking up space in the garage for the last year. This morning I finished loading up the car with bits of the old sofa that we had destroyed a month or so ago (more on that in another post).
On arrival at the Household Waste and Recycling Centre
I didn’t really know what to expect when I entered the site but the workers there were extremely helpful and showed me where to put everything. My eldest daughter came with me (to which I am very grateful) and helped me carry the stuff to each designated areas. We were in and out in 20 minutes and when I got home the next thing on my list was to take four bags to the charity shop (a task I’ve been consistent with over the last year – I think I’ve donated over 60 bags so far).
I actually went round the house this afternoon looking for things to fill the fourth bag, and succeeded. It included a pair of welly boots that someone donated to me and I never wore, as well as a pretty pink bag that my daughter found at the back of her wardrobe.

So, things are looking up for me. Now I know how easy it is to get rid of bulky items, I shall be finding more and more stuff to take to rye recycling centre. I know that I could have just got a skip but that would have cost money and I actually got a lot of satisfaction in throwing things into the large containers today.
Next steps
Over the next couple of weeks I plan to get rid of some items in the loft and also more from the garage and garden. I can book the recycling centre four times in any four weeks which is good news.
All and all a productive day and I’m feeling very pleased with myself, particularly as I don’t have this monstrosity in my way in the garage anymore.

Until next time…
Sandra