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I saw a friend's Facebook post indicating his wife was insisting he clean out some of the T-shirts he has stashed in his closet.
"She doesn't realize how hard this is for me. I have a long history with some of these shirts," Monty wrote.
Man, can I identify with that.
I share the T-shirt problem (mostly car show shirts), but where it really gets tough is throwing away useless old car parts, manuals, magazines and bits of advertising.
A guy just never knows when he might actually find a use for the back seat of an old Subaru Justy that went to the crusher years ago. Or a ratty, coverless owner's manual for a 1958 Mercury.
My wife is fascinated by those "organization" shows on TV, where people sort, discard and label things with a vengeance. So I knew I had to beat her to the punch when it came to making our storage shed winter-ready.
I'm proud to say I was able to fill my little truck to the brim with cast-off cargo on the first try. And the nice thing is that where we live, the bald tires and unidentifiable car parts won't just be landfilled, but will eventually be shredded and recycled into something useful.
I have to admit, it was kind of fun digging through that stuff and pitching it onto the "to go" pile. But I also must confess that some of the smaller stuff, like that nasty old owner's manual, still made the cut for the "save" pile.
I like to think I'm helping preserve a bit of automotive history for younger generations who just might be fascinated to see a diagram for the shift pattern for a "three on the tree" manual transmission. I'm not sure this is going to be of any help for Monty and his T-shirts, but I sure feel better about my junk.
