I need to get rid of an old TV.
While scouring the internet to try and find a place to recycle an old TV, I’m discovering there are not a lot of options – at least where I live. What do you do when something once shiny and brand new is nothing but something old and used? But that’s how it is with everything in this world. Cars, clothes, houses, appliances, toys, carpet, buildings … people. Used up and tossed out to make room for the new breed.
The computer I am using to type this on is an HP all-in-one desktop that’s about 10 years old. I have been mulling over in my head the purchase of a new one. But why? This one still works. But the lure of something shiny and new is there. The world makes it so, I guess. We are trained well.
And then there’s the world itself, now cycling through to another season. My favorite of them all – autumn. We’ve been sleeping with the windows open the last few nights – haven’t been able to do that in months. Our summer in the mid-state wasn’t as brutal as past summers have been, but it was brutal enough. July was the worst. On many days we topped out with a heat index of well over 100. I hate summer. It’s too hot. I don’t like the choking and sweltering blaze of the day suffocating my soul.
But now that it’s autumn, I can breathe again. The air has that crispness, like chilled apple cider in a blustery orchard. When I was a kid, they called it Indian Summer. I don’t know if that’s a politically correct term anymore because I don’t ever hear anyone say that. But it makes sense. And the Native Americans’ take on summer is better than regular summer.
I’ve never been a beach person. I’ve never enjoyed running around in the sand like David Hasselhoff. I like to look at the ocean, but I don’t want to hang out at the beach all day. I’m not a swimmer. I’m more of a close to drowning type person. Summer just isn’t me. My wife feels the same way about the seasons. Maybe that’s why we gel so well.
The days have been beautiful here. The nights have been cool, and the sky has been full of stars. I often step out onto our front porch just to look at them. Even though I can hear the distant hum of the interstate that runs near us unseen, there’s not a lot of light pollution where we are and so the stars and planets and other spinning objects are very bright and clear. I like to search for UFOs. On some days I wish one would come down and just take me away from this messed up world.
Speaking of UFOs – I used to live in New Mexico in the desert. Talk about clear skies and astronomic visuals. There were times sitting out there that I could count meteorite after meteorite streaking by overhead. One night I saw 11. I miss it there, but then I don’t. It was a different time and a different place, and I was a different me. I’m better now, I hope. I’m definitely more settled. Where the desert night used to give me a peace, now it’s my wife and our beautiful simple life together that does that. Ten years ago, I never thought I’d be where I am now. Our personal seasons change. They stretch, twirl, bend, settle.
It’s October tomorrow. That’s a good month. Hopefully, I’ll be rid of this television set and life can go on.
6 thoughts on “What the hell are you thinking!?”
I had an old TV to get rid of recently and I learned that Best Buy will take them, and also that Best Buy still exists somehow
I used to work for Best Buy way long ago. The stores are nothing like they used to be, not that they were any better or worse, but the product lines they sold were completely different.
I am jealous you had the opportunity to be in New Mexico and see the night sky without all the light pollution that comes with our area. Maybe one day I will be in an area where moonlight rules the night. I like looking at the ocean just fine, even walking along it. But, swimming isn’t my thing. Summer isn’t my thing either – I am a devoted Fall/Winter guy. We used to call this time of year Indian Summer also. Warm days but cool nights. The TV…one of the “advantages” of enjoying 100% light pollution is that means we live near a lot of people. And, some of those people collect all sorts of objects to try and give them new life. If we wait for a dry 24 hour period, we can pretty much put anything out on the curb and someone is gonna come by and scoop it up. It does come in handy.🙂
New Mexico is indeed the Land of Enchantment.