Saturday, August 30, 2008

THIS is what happens when you're helping. Your apartment is chock a block full of stuff. Furniture, more linens, more cleaning products than you can shake a dirty stick at, old photos that you thought were lost forever, etc.

Slowly making headway here, and I am, to be honest VERY thankful that she is letting me keep pretty much whatever I want. Hey at least I won't need to buy towels, curtins, or paper products for another year.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Salem CT circa 1945

Salem CT circa 1945
Originally uploaded by innitpam

here's the thing: we spent most of the day clearing out her apartment and we're not done.

this is a pic of my Mom when she was a young lady living on the farm. she was usually a ball of fire. she loved coffee, could drink a pot a day. she looks intense in pretty much every other photo I have ever seen of her so this one strikes a strange cord with me.

as a petite girl, she managed to get picked to squirm into tight spaces on the submarines in making at the Electric Boat yard, as one of the first women welders. I am definately not pro war in any way, bit I do feel proud of her for being trustworthy and conscientous enough for that responsiblity.

well, after all these years she has very precious few items from the past. all of her things have come from good will, and some items are in triplicate, i.e. the little veggie choppers and lidless coffee travel mugs, etc. there is, however a pair of older cameras that I am in love with. a tiffany style lamp she got from wally world will go in my daughter Tiffany's room. but all in all, it's going to be donated or junked.

some of her old photos are scanned, and I will be getting to scanning the rest next week after I recover.....from sorting and packing and lugging. from cleaning. from ending this long chapter and starting another one.

I wish I knew why this is so hard. They're just 'things'. I guess it hurts that I have no support during it. My own kids aren't interested in helping, and they work so they're understandably reluctant to drag boxes and what not at the end of the day. My sister lives hours away and has had nothing whatsoever to do with the process. My ex, any friends I thought I had, aren't here to help.

My Mom wants her little 147.00 deposit back. She's not going to get it regardless of what I do because there has been some minor damage to cabinets, and stains on the rug.

I am tempted to take what I want and walk away. I can make more than 147 dollars if I pick up one extra shift this week.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Disney - Mad Tea Party

I didn't sleep much last night. There were ideas about people and shapes outlined in bold lines that wouldn't stop whirling around no matter how much self-talking and distractions I tried.

If you've ever been stuck... well, most of us know how that feels. Most grownups have either rented an apartment or attempted to get a loan approved for a house, and things didn't go right.

I think I've had a very close call at being a victim of predatory lending practices. It seems that I'm going to be ok, but I won't really know for sure today.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Mickey Topiary

Mickey Topiary
Originally uploaded by pfeifferphotos
Nope, I can't get excited about this yet.

I told the scheduler at work I need time in November off, and she said "put it in the book". Also it looks like I am not guaranteed the loan for the house, so I might be out 800 bux AND lose the big old house by the sea.

Sorry, Mickey. I'm not in the mood.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Living Room - 3

Living Room - 3
Originally uploaded by Thrift Store Addict

Here's the thing.....

When ever I contemplate decorating with an island or 'tiki' theme, I start thinking about vacations. Then, well, I sit down to really enjoy meditating on the memories of Puerto Rico and Florida etc etc. I might even log on and browse pix of such things and then nothing gets done.

Can you imagine how totally unproductive I would be if I was actually living in a room with tropical themed pieces? And colors? And maybe some slack key guitar music and cocoanut air freshener?

Just because the people across the street have already painted a large mural on their house with palm trees and a sandy beach doesn't mean I could get anything done if my living room suggested the great room of a fantastic Polynesian hotel. Theres *already* going to be salty sea breezes coming into the windows. You couldn't pry me out of there if I had wicker furniture and a CD playing Mitzi Gaynor's "Gonna wash that man right outta my hair" in the background. Go to work? What, not when there is pineapple juice to drink and hula lessons to be had.

I wonder where I can get a vintage South Pacific movie poster?

What's the story?

During the past 46 years, I've lived in Connecticut. I've traveled up and around the U.S. and to Puerto Rico, and loved every minute. I've had 4 children who are now fantastically talented adult artists and comedians. I've been married and then divorced and then engaged and then single and finally *big sigh* content. I've grown into a darn good nurse, cook, seamstress, and Mom.

Maybe one of these days I'll get this 'writing' thing down, too.

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