Today is the Sunday before a couple of things happen. By this time next week, I may have some idea about where I am headed and I hope it's to a place I really want to go!
Des Moines has been my home for many years but it will probably not be where I wind up. I am in the process now of downsizing and that task has been so much harder than I ever imagined. Everywhere I look, I ask myself "do I really need that?" and my decision dictates what I do with a particular item. The basement is now home to a wicker rocker, a CD file, and many other things that fall into the category of "don't need." NEED seems to be the operative word, and I admit to taking some liberties.
For example, I don't really need pictures of my mother and grandmother but I certainly want them. My mother's smiling, happy, teenage face has been gracing my living room for many, many years and I am not about to go forward without it. I'm sure I can find a place for it, where I can look at it now and then and imagine what she was thinking. My grandmother's picture is smaller and she is standing outside the apartment building where we lived in Chicago. She looks like Gram, but I have recently found a picture of her outside another apartment building, but she is much, much younger. It is a great picture and I'm so happy I found it. I love pictures of my family who have passed, but I'm getting side-tracked here.
So the house is clearing out nicely, and I am trying to prepare for a visit with a real estate agent to see what I can expect in the way of selling. And we all know what comes after that - weeks and weeks of constant monitoring to be sure everything is in place just on the outside chance that there might be buyers stopping by the see the place. Ugh! That's the part I hate.
Gotta to go Mass. More later.