Wednesday, March 26

Time is going by too fast this week and I feel incomplete since I haven't had the time to write.  How has this week gone by so fast?  Is tomorrow really Thursday?

My dining room is a mess.  I am trying to inventory family heirlooms I have collected, mainly for keeping track of what I have and to document to hand down.  I came home with my great grandmother's china.  It's beauitful and I am thrilled to have it.  We were hoping to come home with the secretary desk that I love so much, but Jane Ann decided it belonged in her house.  She said I can have the green tea cart instead, which I also love.  However, I had my heart set on the secretary.  It has meant so much to me, and I played secretary on it growing up.  It was stacked with old note cards mother kept in it.  It also matches the table my dad made as a teenager.  Oh well, still not the hill I want to die on. 

That flexibility thing again. Let it go or it can drive me nuts.

I am tired, so very tired.  Things are moving along and I'm looking forward to each new day.  Another busy day tomorrow, and I will write more this weekend.  Boys are good.  William's favorite TV show is still Two and a Half Men.  Jack is talking up a storm.

Night!



Just read what I wrote last night!  Hope Jane Ann doesn't read this cause I didn't mean it the way it sounds.  Should I delete it? It's how I feel. In a quandry on whether to delete or not. Any advice?

Update on April 18:  I thought about deleting the subject of the secretary but have decided not to. It's a good thing I love the secretary and the green tea cart. The above were simply my thoughts. I love the green tea cart and looking forward to having it one day. Meanwhile, my dad loves it and is enjoying it.  I guess all of this is part of losing mom.  They were things she loved and we like having them around us too.  Doesn't mean we're greedy, just means we love the items that remind us of the people we love.
 

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