Estate Sale next week

When I met with the estate sale folks on Tuesday to sign the contract I asked her when she was going to start setting up.  Right now she said.  Wowza, that put going through the last things in high gear.

I moved the last of my mom’s art work and the portraits of me and Scott done in New Orleans in 1963. I hated that dress, but for some reason I am compelled to keep it for now.  Go figure.

The melancholy of it all is taking a toll on me. It had to be done, but I am sad that they did not get to live out their days in their beautiful home. I’ve been to many estate sales over the years and it’s a bit of a surreal experience to see my parents things out in bins marked from .25-3.00.  The pricing on most stuff will happen Monday and Tuesday of next week with the sale on Wednesday and Thursday.

This part is almost over and closing on the sale of the house will happen as planned on January 29th. I decided that I am taking them over to the house over the weekend so that my Mom can have one last look to make sure I’m not selling something that she will regret afterwards.  I sure don’t want to be blamed for getting rid of something that I will then have to listen to for the rest of her life.

There has been a subtle shift in my Mom since our caregiver quit. Or perhaps it was the news this week of a 4th person in their lives has died since just before Christmas.  My Dad’s sister, 2 of my Mom’s cousins, and a neighbor from the old hood. Each of them younger than my folks. Life, what a journey.