“Street beers! And they’re still cold.” I kid you not those words came out of my significant other’s mouth. The reason this was ok? We watched his next-door neighbor move out and drive off leaving the haul on the curb. Next to the beers was a “street blender” that I rescued, something that I also probably wouldn’t pick up under different circumstances. We have a routine, around all of the major moving days, of nonchalantly walking our dogs around his neighborhood in Beacon Hill in hopes of finding something worth bringing home. I’ve picked up wine crates, frames and a fancy mirror. Then there are things that give you pause. I normally wouldn’t touch anything upholstered because of the bed bug factor but I once stumbled upon a pair of 7 brand jeans, in my size, and briefly considered just bleaching the heck out of them. Briefly.
What will you and won’t you pick up on moving day?