Showing posts with label Moving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moving. Show all posts

Sunday, December 29, 2019

Saying Goodbye


A lovely guy came early this morning to pick up 
this table. Hannah had re-listed it for sale and this time
Bam! right away.

Slowly but surely my things are going 
away to new homes and making new memories.
As they were loading pieces onto the truck, 
I started weeping and Hannah my sweet girl
immediately understood why.

I got a tremendous buy on that table and
 bought it specifically for this house
26 years ago. I painted all the pieces
including the china cupboard that is now
also gone after the Oct sale.

So many memories took place 
around that table. Birthday parties,
holidays, my annual Christmas sit down
dinners for 12 friends,
and every night dinners when it was
still the four of us. 
So happy and grateful for our home 
and our family. 

Minutes after the buyer drove away,
I was saying goodbye to darling daughter and 
her loves Tom and David.

The tears then flowed some more.
I am so weary of saying goodbye.
Being forced to let go of loved ones 
and cherished keepsakes,
even though it is the process of life.

These two


"How lucky I am to have something
that makes saying goodbye so hard."  pooh



Wednesday, September 25, 2019

I Am Going To Miss



My garden
My porch
Rain on my tin roof
Especially rain on my roof....
Memories
26 years of them

Stepping forward into the unknown 
My daughter thinks it is exciting; 
a new adventure.
She's 28

At 66
 I'm finding it unsettling, nerve wracking,
and damn hard.

Maybe I'll find the adventure later on.
The way my life goes, 
I'll be Alice sliding down the rabbit hole,
butt upended with petticoats a flappin'.

Keep smiling

Z



Monday, September 9, 2019

It's Happening



Found this on pinterest
(no credit was given)

I fall into bed every morning, yep, morning
between 2-5am
exhausted, but then after strapping on
c-pap I cannot get to sleep.
But then I sleep in so it averages out.

So yes, I finally did get a c-pap.
The longest time used so far is 7 hours,
but that is deceiving as I am awakened
 multiple times during those hours.
But hey, I'm trying. 

I now have preliminary diagnosis
with both lung and heart issues.
The next round of Dr visits begins today
and will determine the next move.

Therefore the purge has reached epic proportions. 
Kids are coming in to help with large sale
the first weekend in OCT.

I have gone through the entire home,
 multiple times as I garner the will power
 to be ruthless during purging. 

Not knowing how much space I will
have to live in, or even what state NV or CA,
creates issues while trying to make decisions.

The area where I have struggled
is with studio supplies.
Will I ever use roving again?
How much fabric to keep?
I coveted those many army blankets I snagged
years ago but they take up so much space.

That is where many of you met me.
After the Where Women Create article 
and white wednesday studio tours.

I find myself growling often.
GRRRRRRR
My pal Sue was over Saturday and sat in the 
heat in the garage with me and priced
 while I sorted and stacked.

AND
she brought cookies

This was so easy peasy for me to do with clients;
 I couldn't figure out why I was moving
slowly and with more difficulty.

Then it was pointed out to me duh..
you're sick and you have no idea if you 
will have a 1 or 2 bedroom 
a garage, a yard, a patio....
Your clients knew where they would be.
DUH

so I have to prep in five stages

1. Everything I'm sure I don't need 
goes to charity now or sale.

2. Assume/pray I will have a second space for studio,
via addtl bedroom or garage and select
 only those studio items and furniture
 for said space to fit into 10x10 area.

3. Once new space and financials are determined
jettison any remaining furniture via social media.
Stop worrying where kids will sleep if they visit me here.
They aren't worried- "whatever Mom"
(that's a tough one for me)

4. List home after 26 years for sale in early spring.
That's a toughie- love this house

5. Be thankful I have any kind of home and 
belongings as so many do not.

It's happening

Health issues
Financial finagling
Downsizing big time
Moving

I'm rolling down hill, picking up speed

It's happening.