Office supplies. I still have lots of them, including the 3-ring binders. Some are odd library sizes that were discarded at work and came here to sell on eBay. I have a lot of e-waste that I used to take over to bins on campus but what with COVID I haven't been there much. There is an e-waste collection area in the recycling station near me that is operated by Fort Worth, though I live in a separate small town. They want to see your water bill to be sure you are eligible to drop stuff there (they also have a trash dump area and recycling and a sharing of usable stuff area). I'll get my ex to go with me with his water bill and take stuff in one of these days.

Charmion, your mom had a good eye if she rescued quarter-sawn oak beams. I hope your movers found a use for them.

My knee surgery leg is showing technicolor bruises now that I'm a week out. Most of them hurt, but they occasionally itch. Each PT appointment means the leg aches for the rest of the day. Meanwhile I'm trying not to make big important decisions during this time (like replacing the A/C or actually subscribing to a Home Warranty plan. This is the research period only.) Ugg.

Today I started hearing a high-pitched low-battery signal from somewhere in the bedroom wing. There are four devices there (hall and three rooms). These were warning beeps; they don't start beeping in earnest until 3am.