I've been really caught up in work lately, so there's not much to post about. We have a big state audit coming up in December, which is kind of haunting me day and night these days. I can't sleep because I keep having dreams with file cabinets that are trying to eat me, or scary men in black capes asking for stacks of paperwork. Okay. Not really, but kinda.
I guess that personally my life has kind of taken a back seat to work and the only real news I have is that I've started training 2-3 days a week again for a 5 k and/or half marathon I want to run in June. I've never had the courage to do that before, but I've always wanted to, so I'm trying to be diligent and get an early start in order to have plenty of time to get really ready AND to try and stave off the inevitable holiday weight gain. Sick.
My mom is coming this Saturday to help clean out my Grandma's house and get it ready to sell. My aunts have been going through all of Grandma's stuff and cataloging it so that we can claim it if we want before it gets donated, sold, or tossed. Looking at her stuff makes me so sad, because I can't see her chairs without picturing her sitting in them, and I can't see the pictures on her wall etc., without remembering all the times I spent with her throughout my life going to visit Grandma's house. Nobody is claiming anything, which makes me wonder- do they just not want it, or can they just not find a way to get it, or what? I can't imagine just throwing away so many beautiful things if they can have a good home, even if Grandma's style was outdated and, well, a little grandma-ish.
I've been looking at websites lately that really blow my mind, as far as ideas what to do with Grandma's furniture if I end up getting any of it. The best ones are centsationalgirl.blogspot.com and frostedgardner.blogspot.com. If I were to end up with the china hutch, kitchen table set, any tables or chairs, etc., I would totally give them a fabulous makeover and put them in my house. I have a fantasy of turning the big bedroom downstairs into my girl-cave when Brendan goes on his mission. It's going to be so, So, SO girly that no male is ever going to want to enter. Kind of like this.
All the time I've spent with Grandma, Mom, my sisters, and nieces the past few months has really made me realize I need a little more girl time, and a little more pink-flower-print wallpaper in my life.
Wouldn't you agree?
2 comments:
I was telling Brent the other night that I want to buy a house and put all of grandma's things in it and just leave it there. I'm glad I'm not there for the clean out because it would turn into a freak out. I hate macramé but the thought of someone else having all the things that have been on her walls and filling her home since before I remember makes me sad.
I agree - everything she kept had a special thought, was a gift from a special person or just looked pretty to her. It's hard for me not to be sentimental - must be a genetic thing.
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