We curmudgeons take our basements seriously: they serve an extremely important purpose - once you get the laundry upstairs, as I have, the wife never ventures down there. It is my private space. It is also warehouse central for various items that just might come in handy on some future project.
Chapter 22 of the handbook (for those souls strong enough to read that far) is entitled "Trash Is The Last Resort." Whenever I do a project, there are always a few pieces left over. I no doubt missed a step here or there during assembly, but if it works when I'm done, well, I'm done and the spare pieces go in the basement.
Regrettably, I don't take the time to label these parts, so I have thousands of little thingamabobs that I no longer have any idea what they were supposed to do.
But I can't throw them out - Chapter 22 and all. I'm sure they'll come in handy sometime.
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