I am sitting in what used to be my living room in what was my home but will soon have other's residing in it. It will remain mine only on paper and memory. I am going through the boxes that originally held fruit or some other food item and I can not put into the storage unit. There is a box full of Family Circle and Woman's Day magazines from the 1970's. I am ready to recycle these when I decide, for grins and giggles, to see if there is a market for dusty old magazines. I am horrified that there is. Okay, they probably don't want the dusty old ones, but old ones in good condition. I know that there is a market for some National Geographic ones. I have boxes of those to go through in storage already. Now I just want to recycle these and I am second guessing this decision because money. A magazine that cost 25 cents to buy could supposedly sell for around $12.00. Not a bunch of money, but a HUGE mark up. Is it worth my time to try to sell? Doubt it.
Later
Any Mary Tyler Moore fans out there want a magazine? I loved the actress and what she stood for, but not enough to hold onto the magazine for the rest of my life.
Then there is this tin can:
The note says:
Save me long enough and you will see
A nice big diamond I will be
Simply split me in two
And Presto-jewelry for both of you
After ten long years
Hats off to you
The books say it's tin
Will this can do?
Happy Anniversary
I may save this to give to my daughter and her husband in 3 years... It is possible my mother wrote the poem, I can't be sure of that. The handwriting is most likely hers though.
Evening
That is how part of my day went. Soon I realized that I was not in a throwing out mood and stopped looking at as many things. Just into boxes stuff went. Soon the house will be empty. When it is, my daughter is talking about having some kind of goodbye ritual at the house. She bought sage to burn. I listened to a podcast a while back about things like this, I am going to look for it and refresh my memory. Part of the day was spent chatting with my brother. When I got back to my daughter's it was shower time and laundry. Tomorrow is a work day.
One thing that I found today is a picture of me when I was little. I posted it on Facebook and it was suggested that they can see Gideon in me.
Me
Gideon trying to pose like that pic.
My daughter also trying to do that pose.
My son from when he was little too.
The next morning
It seems I again fell asleep before writing my happy for the day and posting. <sigh>
While going through boxes yesterday I found out some new things about my mother. I always knew she liked John Deere tractors and I attributed that to growing up on a farm. It turns out while in 4-H she took Tractor Maintenance. So I guess she knew her way around a tractor better than I thought. I also found a recruitment package for the Navy! I had no idea that my mother ever considered entering the service. Apparently she thought about being part of the WAVES. If she mentioned this when I thought about joining the Army it is completely lost in my memories. Today my happy is learning new and wonderful things about my mom. I love you and miss you every day, Mom.
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