Monday, August 20, 2007
decrapping
Yesterday I got started on the decrapping/packing of my parents apartment. My friends Cathy and Michael met me there. They both know something about chachkas but there was pretty much nothing of value. So I put them to work. I planned it so my father would be at the nursing home. There is NO WAY I can do this with him there.
I packed up some stuff I will try and sell on ebay. We packed a few boxes that Cathy says we can take to an auction that buys lots of stuff. I mean I am talking cheap shit like glass vases and serving trays.
The rest I threw in trash bags. Tons of baskets, plastic flowers, hand-made items (hon). It felt good to get rid of that stuff because I really hate it. But on the other hand this is how they lived. My mother liked this crap.
She had this little plastic Christmas tree and instead of christmas ornaments she had these hand-made bell things hanging all over it. I got rid of it.
I have to remind myself that for the past year she has not cared about any of it. There is no reason to bring dust collectors to the apartment. I saved stuff, of course. But they will have less room. Oh well, it is done.
I haven't heard from my father so I assume he is a little freaked out. But maybe this will get his butt in gear. He had all these papers in the den, one a folder marked WWII. He says it is breaking his heart to throw away things. He reads it, tosses it and then retrieves it. Ahhhhhhh.
The funniest part was when I had Cathy empty the linen closet. She was screaming because she was scared about what she was finding. A couple of things we really couldn't figure out what they were.
So, now I need to purge the bathroom and kitchen and then it will be ready for actual packing.
The move date is set for October 1. That is just a little over a month away. Should be doable but boy I really overdid it. I was really hurting last night and am hurting right now some too.
I think I will need to take it easy today.
And so it goes ...
I packed up some stuff I will try and sell on ebay. We packed a few boxes that Cathy says we can take to an auction that buys lots of stuff. I mean I am talking cheap shit like glass vases and serving trays.
The rest I threw in trash bags. Tons of baskets, plastic flowers, hand-made items (hon). It felt good to get rid of that stuff because I really hate it. But on the other hand this is how they lived. My mother liked this crap.
She had this little plastic Christmas tree and instead of christmas ornaments she had these hand-made bell things hanging all over it. I got rid of it.
I have to remind myself that for the past year she has not cared about any of it. There is no reason to bring dust collectors to the apartment. I saved stuff, of course. But they will have less room. Oh well, it is done.
I haven't heard from my father so I assume he is a little freaked out. But maybe this will get his butt in gear. He had all these papers in the den, one a folder marked WWII. He says it is breaking his heart to throw away things. He reads it, tosses it and then retrieves it. Ahhhhhhh.
The funniest part was when I had Cathy empty the linen closet. She was screaming because she was scared about what she was finding. A couple of things we really couldn't figure out what they were.
So, now I need to purge the bathroom and kitchen and then it will be ready for actual packing.
The move date is set for October 1. That is just a little over a month away. Should be doable but boy I really overdid it. I was really hurting last night and am hurting right now some too.
I think I will need to take it easy today.
And so it goes ...
