…since I last posted. My friend, Cop Car, has written, asking if we were all right. Yes, we are, and thank you so much for asking!
Those of you who follow this blog know that we intended to put our house on the market last year at this time. When the realtor came to visit, he asked that we box up as much of our belongings as possible, to give prospective customers a sense of how big the rooms are, as well as to give them the idea that we are ready to move out NOW!
I started the packing in March, and worked on it for three or four months. (Do you sense some denial here? *G*) Then, My-Sister-The-Nurse, Frankie, and her youngest daughter came to visit, and they packed up half the kitchen, the china and crystal, and assorted other rooms. It sounds like we are ready to go, right? NO! We now have a house that looks normal. Unfortunately, the bookshelves seem to be filling up again, and I had to cull through things on the bathroom shelves a second time.
We have two rooms that have not been touched: the office, and my sewing room (studio). The realtor said that we could tidy them, but leave them as functioning rooms. That’s good, in that we can continue with our lives, and bad, in that we have ALL that to box up.
So, this weekend, my job has been to go through about eight banker’s boxes, to determine if things need to be tossed out, or reorganized and stored. I found family genealogy papers, and papers that need to be mailed to my siblings. Some of this material was my Mother’s, and some goes back to my grandparents. I have one box that is just pictures that I want to sort through when things are calmer. I have a box of materials for our shredder which is getting a workout!
While I was working on the boxes, Dear Husband was guiding three high school age teens to carry things out of the basement to a dumpster. They actually overfilled it, so we will have to take some of it off before they come to pick it up, but it’s good not to have to run up and down the stairs.
So….it’s real. We’ll sign the contracts shortly and the house will be on the market. I’m afraid it may take a long time to sell, but that’s another of those good and bad things.
A house the size of yours not only takes a lot of effort to keep in shape (it would be a shame NOT to keep up such a beauty), but is a real challenge when moving time rolls around. I don’t envy you and your family the work.
Sounds like a lot of work, and I’ll bet a lot of memories came to mind while boxing up stuff.
It is SO much work, and we’ve let a lot of it slide while we’ve had to attend to other things. I expect that I will put in hours each day until we have moved to a new home. That’s just the way of it.
Bogie, the boxing was slow going at one point when I came across family papers. I needed to open and look at each, and determine if I keep it, or if it goes to another in my family. I plan to scan those things I am keeping to share with my siblings, to insure that the information is kept. And yes….lots of memories. I’ve been thinking a lot about my father and mother this weekend.