{"id":24776,"date":"2026-09-13T14:13:45","date_gmt":"2026-09-13T19:13:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=24776"},"modified":"2026-09-13T14:33:04","modified_gmt":"2026-09-13T19:33:04","slug":"trip-down-memory-lane","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=24776","title":{"rendered":"Trip Down Memory Lane"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote\">\n<p>There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that others might pick them up.<\/p>\n<cite>Oscar Wilde<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<p>Wilde sure got that right. I&#8217;ve always felt that way, particularly about financial documents and receipts, which experts warn must be carefully disposed of. As a consequence, there were years during which I kept all my documents and receipts. I mean literally every single one, including the trivial ones, rather than figure out the best way to get rid of them. They were all sitting in a box that was taking up too much space in my home, so finally I started looking through them and disposing of them individually. I found all sorts of interesting things among them, including . . .<\/p>\n\n\n\n<ul>\n<li>The receipt for my piano. OMG, I spent more on it than I had remembered!<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>The contract for my wedding photographer.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>ATM receipts from England.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>A Columbia House bill. I bought so many CDs from Columbia House back in the day. It was stupid at the time, given how little money I had, but it left me with a great CD collection.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>A 2005 packing slip from Miles Kimball for extra apple peeler blades that I probably still haven&#8217;t used, though I still have the peeler.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>A check register for Dime Bank. I have fond memories of the old Dime Bank near my parents&#8217; house. It&#8217;s where I got my first savings account as a child, and I had a checking account there when I first got out of college. It was bought out by a series of larger banks, though, and who knows what the bank name is now.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>A spending receipt from one of the cruises we took. It&#8217;s all bar drinks and bingo.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>An envelope from the business in VA where my hubby used to work.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Printouts from the eBay auctions in which I bought my antique glass candy containers. I can see now exactly how much I paid for each one. They haven&#8217;t increased in value and in some cases may even have decreased. That&#8217;s probably because they originated in the 1920s-1940s, and there are fewer people now who would find them nostalgic. Oh, well. I still think they&#8217;re cool, especially <a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=1433\">Willys Jeep<\/a>.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>The vet bill from when my cat Zoulie jumped off the deck and broke her toe.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>A receipt from the big Yankee Candle store in South Deerfield, MA, which my mom and I used to visit annually near Christmastime. Good memories.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<p>It was fun finding all those things. But, some of the receipts had become sparkly. That&#8217;s not a good thing. Apparently it happens to some receipts when they get old, and ideally one ought not to touch them. I started wearing gloves to handle the stuff in the box, but eventually I wondered if I ought to handle any of it at all, let alone shred it. So, ultimately I shoved the remainder back into the box to be disposed of in an alternative way. However, I did get rid of a lot of stuff, and I feel like I accomplished something while also taking a fun little trip down memory lane.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that others might pick them up. Oscar Wilde Wilde sure got that right. 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