A Photo Essay
(All limp and dried out)
This weekend's activity was:
(Moving my aunt to the retirement home)
The really draining thing about the weekend was not the physical labor, but the emotional drama of it all. You'd think after 70 years, siblings would have put their rivalry behind them, but no. That is all I am able to say about that in this space.
And here is what ended up at our house, for the foreseeable future:
(several boxes of cut glass, including 14 salt dishes; 2 boxes of LP records; a full set of china, except for the teacups, most of which broke a long time ago; random papers; old photos; a corner curio cabinet, and one cuckoo clock)
The corner cabinet is inside the green bubble wrap. I agreed to take it before I knew that one leg was broken off. Sigh. And who on earth owns 14 salt dishes? Does anybody even use salt dishes any more?