Today was the first day of trying to clear out my storage locker. The rent is getting too high and I need to let most of my collection go, and consolidate the really valuable stuff to someplace safer (on my premises). I have not been there in 15 years and it was horrifying to see the condition of the room, 2 inches of dust, cobwebs, fallen boxes and much of the plastic disintegrated by the heat. It hurt to see items that had taken decades to collect ravaged by the elements and bugs, and some boxes I deliberately avoided looking through for fear of waxing nostalgic, or for fear of seeing what had become of the contents.
LP’s I threw in he dumpster cassettes I threw in the dumper. Clothing from much fairer climates in the dumpster. I should he looked harder in the poster box before pitching it, I had forgotten until it was too late that I had that awesome door-sized poster of an Alien clawing through a door, oh well… At least I salvaged my 70’s life sized Vampirella poster. After two hours of sifting through artifacts of my life I looked like a coal miner, of the dozen or so crates I tore through only 3 went back in; that is really good for me. But the worst is yet to come…
I took 5 crates to Bookmans. VHS tapes, Hardbacks, paperbacks, trades, comics, action figures. They were only interested in roughly one crates worth… Now while I knew that I was not going to be offered anything close to its real value, I did not expect to be ‘corn-holed’. I was offered $60 in store credit,or $15 in cash. I really wanted cash, but it was such a slap in the face. So I took the store credit. The rest went to Goodwill, I can write it off on my taxes (I got a receipt).
This is going to be a weekly ritual that I am not looking forward to, but must be done. I still have another 8 feet of boxes to dig through…
