What do YOU do with your "stuff"?
Monday, June 01, 2009
After all of the emotional things that happen when a loved one dies (my step-dad) you would think that "things" would get easier. Let me give you a clue, they don't!
You can take a day to rest, but then the hard part begins. A person can't live in two places at once, so you have to get the house ready to sell.
My step-dad kept ANYTHING and everything of my mothers, except her clothes. All the knic-knacks that 74 years and two marriages allow you to accumulate are stored away or still on display. Then there is all the stuff my step-dad could accumulate in his 74 years (about as much, but different. Men keep trophies of their hunting trips, their careers, gim'me caps, country and western CD's, tapes, eight tracks, and reel to reel).
We've filled three of the BIG trashcans (rolling, 3' x 4' x 4' tall) completely. We are now working on number four. OK, that accounts for the garage, both bathrooms and the kitchen. We still have two bedrooms, a living room and an office to go through.
First will be the closets so we can throw away dad's old, threadbare favorite t-shirts and things that went out of style in 1951 (we'll Goggle for antiques though).
This has made my DW and I do some serious thinking about all of the "stuff" we have accumulated. We'll be here about another two weeks before we have to go home for awhile (all of the cabinets for her new kitchen have arrived and I have some docs to see), and while we are home we are going to put to use some of the skills we have learned this past week at OUR home.
My favorite Madras shirt (does anyone remember Madras?) that is threadbare and has been hanging in my closet for four years will be bagged up for the trash, as will some of my DW's, "Don't throw those clothes away. Maybe I'll lose enough to wear them again". These are the clothes she last wore before our first son was born, and he'll be 40 in four months. Oh yeah, and she weighed in as a featherweight at 109 pounds then. but she still has less weight to lose to get there than I do to get to my "pre-son" weight!
Do your kids a favor. Pick one room of yours to go through this weekend and don't make them go through the painful tasks of trying to choose between "throw it away" or "I'll put it in my garage".