How excited I was to learn that everything in the new residence is on schedule; and, as of today, we should close in appropriate time to satisfy not only the new owners of our old home but also the lenders of our new. I love it when everything works!
That doesn’t mean there’s nothing left to do. In fact, Earl and our handyman Michael are bringing lost treasures from our storage shed to our garage so that we can cull them and determine what might be worth sending to the auction house. Or not. I never dreamed we had accumulated so much stuff in nine plus years, but we have.
This is the longest I’ve ever lived anywhere, so it’s a new experience for me. In the time we’ve been here, we’ve buried more than one parent and inherited that person’s history in the form of photo albums, legal documents, furniture, and newspaper clippings. What do we do with those items when we’re scaling down and don’t have storage space? Well, we’ve rented his and hers lockers to accept the historical excess and we’ll probably deal with it later. Or maybe our children will be more or less attached to the items when one of us passes away, and they’ll do a better job in less time. There’s solace in this when we pay the monthly locker rent.
Leave a Reply