Take a good look at the sheets on the bed on the right where I am. I still have them, or at least the flat sheet. It's in my attic along with an assortment of other mismatched sets. To give you an idea of how long ago that was, that's Sarah on the cot next to me.
A friend is having a garage sale this Saturday and and he invited me to bring over whatever I wanted to sell. Because it isn't likely that I'll get around to organizing my own sale, I'll lug a carload of stuff over to St. Paul to see if I can get any money for sheets that are at least 20 years old and other odds and ends that I have collected over the years.
Actually, that isn't much, really. When I moved to Minneapolis 10 years ago, I basically fit everything I had into a hatchback. Apparently, these sheets made the cut for some reason.
It's especially hard to part with things that were gifts, or things that remind me of a certain time in my life, like the boom box that Mom and Dad got me when I graduated from college. It's the same one that they have (or had?) in their living room for many years. Whenever I think of Mom and Dad's boom box, Ann Murray is singing Christmas songs on it. As for mine, the tape deck quit working practically the day that I got it. The CD player eventually went too, which means that it's basically a radio which I keep in he laundry room. Maybe I'll want a radio like that in the laundry room of the house Brian and I enventually buy.
As I sift through the boxes in the attic, one minute I think it's best to unload this stuff. The next minute I think that an extra TV set might come in handy for a guest room or the garage. Then I think, we've got five TV sets between the two of us, not counting a pocket-sized set that Brian uses to keep track of baseball games while I dash into a store. I don't even like television! Then I think, I remember getting that set for Christmas. Amy got one exactly like it.
Good grief.
4 comments:
Frequent moving forces you to evaluate your possessions with a critical eye. I don’t think you can get too attached to your stuff in the military as every move results in some type of damage. Currently we have a large number of items in storage in Washington and haven’t missed any of it. Makes me think we really don’t need any of it. When we moved to Hawaii we did a giant purge and got rid of a lot of stuff as well. The Goodwill really made out as I don’t have the patience to have a rummage sale. We won’t have a lot to go through for next year’s move back to the Mainland. We haven’t accumulated very much since moving here.
Such a cute picture of Becky and Sarah! Gee, it’s hard to believe how much time has passed since then.
Ah! the old purge, well at least you can try. Maybe you could have a sentimental husband like mine, I throw out a cookie sheet, full of pizza cutter holes, curled up on the ends from heat, black as coal, and he hangs it on the garage wall? I think I probably have one of those sheets still around here somewhere. I can't believe you're going to get rid of it.
Sarah and Becky are two cute peas in a pod.
I have one of those blackened cookie sheets hanging above my stove. I use another one as a tray for vitamins in the hall closet.
is that really me? i remember that bedroom with becky and amys beds in it....one time they got in a huge fistfight which resulted in a dog pile between the two beds. i got stuck on the bottom of the pile with the two of them going at it....grandpa had to come pull them apart. makes me laugh now to think about it. i feel more a part of the siblings growing up than the grandkids!
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