From child hood I could not throw away a pair of shoes without cutting the tongue out for a sling-shot pocket. Anything that I thought I could make something out of, I held on to.(I think old people recycled before it was popular)
As life progressed I became more grown up about it. Remembering that No buttons or zippers were ever thrown away by my mama She had a stash of 'swaths' of cloth (that is what she called them). Anything that could be reused she kept.
(We are back in our back yard for a couple weeks. I can play in my play house)
So I take many things apart that is being thrown away.
Screws, small metal parts, odd shaped metal I have a stash. Wheels off desks and roll around things, I have a bucket full. Nobs, handles, drawer pulls… I got ‘em.
Containers (above). Piles of them. I am a container hoarder!!! Cans, jars, heavy plastic jugs, flat, tall... I love ‘em all. BUT I do need to cut back on those.. LOL
Nuts and bolts and I like washers, all sizes. Any electoral appliance or tool loses it cord. I have oodles of ‘em. I call them 'pig tails.'
Have I used any of this stuff? YES, I get satisfaction (and justification) out of my stash! LOL As a kid, all the boys knew I had a red and a black inner tube, when they needed Sling shot rubber. Mama finally gave me an old pair of scissors, she had to find hers so often.
Remember metal skate wheels? Any skates that I saw thrown away, they lost any good wheels they had. All the kids came to my house to get some. They were free and freshly oiled with mama’s 3-in-1 sewing machine oil. When I see those ‘fidgets’ Stella plays with, I remember how I used to spin skate wheels while holding them with my thumb and finger.
Most handy men do the same, many are more organized than I am.