Wednesday, January 16, 2019

It’s time to go, family memorabilia, 223/365


 I can do this. I can get rid of something at least every other day.   
    Today I put family memorabilia in a box, labeled it, and took it to the barn. I understand that it is hard to discard the champagne glasses that we raised to celebrate Jim’s parents’ fiftieth wedding anniversary, or the glasses celebrating the 1989 alumnae-guest golf tournament at Williams These are things Jim isn’t ready to get rid of, but for my purposes, I out of sight, out of mind. Good enough for me.

Monday, January 14, 2019

It's time to go, glass ice cream dishes, 222/365


I started this blog years seven ago, and every once in a while I resurrect it. Now is my latest one-in-a-while times.

     A year ago we decided we were going to move from this old house where we had lived for forty years. We boxed stuff to store, we got rid of stuff, and we had the downstairs painted. Then we decided we wanted to stay here and enjoy the de-cluttered shelves, the clean white walls, and the yard.    
    A year later we are still enjoying that decision but we are also aware that once we can’t go up and down the stairs we will have to move. There is NO way to create a bedroom (or a shower) on the ground floor.
     So, I am purging again. How many glass ice cream dishes do we really need? Not the ones I’ve wrapped, bagged, and put in the car ready to be taken to Good Will.

Monday, January 22, 2018

It’s time to go, Christmas plates, 221/365





    I’m so intent on packing for our impending move from this old house of 40 years that I’ve been forgetting to take pictures. I took the Danish Christmas plates off the wall, carefully wrapped them in shrink wrap, boxed and labeled them, and there they are, ready to go with us. Of course that means that we’re not letting go of them, but at least a decision has been made. Hmm, that kind of feels like letting go.
     I use the duplicates at Christmas. They haven’t been boxed yet. 





Friday, January 19, 2018

It’s time to go... into boxes 220/365




It’s time to go... into boxes 220/365
I'll have to take Duke Snyder with me
     Any order I’ve had for the first 219 posts of this blog has gone out the window, or maybe I should say, “Into boxes.” So much to organize, decide upon, throw out, box, hold on to or let go of. We’re on a role. 







     Here are some pictures of the disarray in this old house as we organize to put our house on the market.  I’ll send a more organized post tomorrow.