Monthly Archives: June 2023
Final decisions are hard, but in the long run, stuff is just stuff, right? Today I revisited Christmas, 83 of them, and kept one small box of ornaments, two small layered boxes of nativities, and the rest have gone to Mary and Nancy, and to the unknowns who will visit Goodwill looking for things for their homes.
There’s a bit of nostalgia involved. Ev wanted the Victorian lanterns and blown ornaments from his youth. We kept the train ornaments and…..
We accepted an offer on our house, and now we wait for closing a month from now.
One of the other offers was demanding closing in one week. We wondered how we could possibly finish everything and be out of our home of 17 years in one week. The offer was considerably under our asking price, so we never seriously considered it. Now, we have some breathing room.
The nostalgia is setting in. I’ve loved living here and will miss…..
It’s that time of year again. Where has the year gone? Do you realize that six months from today is Christmas Eve?
I have, what I think, is the best birthdate ever–exactly six months from Christmas. My birthday is tomorrow, and 1940 is ridiculously long ago, isn’t it? My how time flies. It’s a time of reflection, I suppose. Who would have thought that this birthday I’d be starting homemaking all over again in yet another setting? Two of my…..
After all the hectic activity to get the house ready for photos and ready to “show” potential buyers, we took yesterday as a time to rest. Although we know the house must be heady at moments’ notice fo people to walk through, and we know how to handle that, we allowed ourselves a recuperation day. We needed it.
I couldn’t be much help. I am still hurting from my little falling incident the other day. I look like a battered…..
Oh, my aching body! I’m feeling aches I’ve never felt! Yesterday, with the help of Sherry MacLean, we weeded and mulched the front gardens, hung beautiful hanging baskets filled with flowers and vines, Ev and Nancy dismantled a room-sized railroad, Desmond Almarales, bless his heart, put new screening on the back porch in 90 plus degree heat,…..
I guess I like it when I can look at the calendar and , with some sort of assurance, I see plans laid out. Not so easy when we’re “planning” a move. there are so many uncertainties.
We, of course, have a checklist, of sorts. We know where we want to be, we have sort of a time issue–will the house sell just when Glanbrooke has a place for us? When will we have the house straight and orderly (it’s…..
One of the advantages of this hectic time of preparation to move is going through “stuff” we’ve accumulated and reliving past encounters with people and places. I found my high school yearbooks, and the ones from several of the schools where I served as yearbook advisor. Going back to the 1960’s and after in my teaching career and our kids’ school records has been enlightening. Oh, what yearbook editors could have done with computers!
I’ve found notes from friends, old…..
June 14th is not only Flag Day when our country honors our nation’s flag and what the Stars and Stripes mean to our history and our present day. We still have freedoms, although some are threatened, it seems, because many have sacrificed all they had, their dreams and their very lives for the country they loved. Some today still take up that challenge. We thank them.
But, it’s a special day for our family. It was my grandpa’s birthday, always…..
I think we can agree that change is hard. Things get mixed up in memories, concerns, hopes, and what if’s.
I have not “blogged” lately. A lot has been happening, nonetheless. I have been concentrating on poetry and submitted three different collections for anthologies and contests in the last month, and my latest book for judging in a competition. In addition, we have had family celebrations galore, notably Kaley’s sixth grade celebration where she won about every prize there was…..