It's spring vacation and I am taking a break from "gardening." Unfortunately, someone forgot to tell the weatherman that this is supposed to be spring and we have been dealt a bout of cold, wet, and sometimes snowy weather. (Photographs of snow in April are against the law in this part of the country... and besides, I didn't have my camera along when it was really coming down.) Truthfully, I found myself laughing when I saw those big, wet flakes falling yesterday afternoon.
So, as I said, it is vacation... kind of. This week I am taking advantage of time to do some things that I otherwise don't have time for and one of those things is sorting through things at Mom's house. Much has already been wrapped in newspaper and packed into boxes, but there is still much more to be done. It is a long and tedious job which will not likely be completed for many days to come. I am afraid the "vacation" will be over long before the job is.
A lifetime of memories can not be packed up in just a few days. Though we are making progress in both sorting belongings and making repairs, we are all somewhat undecided as to the best way to proceed. What to we do with Dad's dripolator collection? He had so much fun finding those and bringing them home. For years it was all we ever used to make coffee... What to keep, what to sell, what to give away, and what to throw out? Whatever shall we do and how will we ever finish this job?
So, as I said, it is vacation... kind of. This week I am taking advantage of time to do some things that I otherwise don't have time for and one of those things is sorting through things at Mom's house. Much has already been wrapped in newspaper and packed into boxes, but there is still much more to be done. It is a long and tedious job which will not likely be completed for many days to come. I am afraid the "vacation" will be over long before the job is.
A lifetime of memories can not be packed up in just a few days. Though we are making progress in both sorting belongings and making repairs, we are all somewhat undecided as to the best way to proceed. What to we do with Dad's dripolator collection? He had so much fun finding those and bringing them home. For years it was all we ever used to make coffee... What to keep, what to sell, what to give away, and what to throw out? Whatever shall we do and how will we ever finish this job?
Oh Martha, I'm embarrassed to say we still have boxes and boxes and paintings and collectible in our garage from Don's brother Bob who passed away several years ago.
ReplyDeleteMy dearest just can't seem to make the decision to sell it. Our children are not interested, so it just sits there.
Perhaps by summer....
My folks had a dripolater. I haven't seen one in years.
Wanda, I can relate to Don's reluctance to part with his brother's belongings. I'm sure there will be boxes left in storage long after the house has been taken care of...
ReplyDeleteI think looking at all the boxes that are collecting in the living room can be overwhelming. I'll see you there later!
ReplyDeleteYou will do it little by little:-)
ReplyDeleteSigh... I love that dripilator collection.
ReplyDeleteBethany, it's possible that it comes with the Victrola.
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