Dearest Rachel –
This is the second week in a row that Jan‘s charges for her time have amounted to three hundred dollars exactly. And like I told her last week, the thought immediately runs through my head as I look at the room that we’ve been working on for the past few hours:
This! Is!! SPARTAN!!!
And that’s the thing. We’ve made incredible strides every day. Entire rooms are virtually clean it out. Oh, there’s still plenty more to go; for one thing, we haven’t touched the closet.
Yes, I know I’ve put an awful lot of money into disposing of things that probably cost us a fair amount of money back in the day. But it’s a necessary thing to do, if we’re going to make any use of this house.
Besides, honey, it’s still cheaper than therapy; and, given all the old memories that we dredge up in the way of documents and photos, considerably more cathartic.
This includes stuff like the dozen or so boxes that were underneath the bed – yeah, we went there. based on what we could find, those haven’t been touched since probably 1998, since they include invitations from the time we hosted the family Christmas party, and a packet of photographs from the road trip vacation we took through the state of Wisconsin, both back in 1997.
At the same time, these are the broad strokes. We haven’t gotten to the point of going through those niggling little things, such as sorting through all the photographs, and removing those with nobody in them that we recognize. Or similarly, rifling through your jewelry box to determine what we’ll keep, and what we’ll give away. For now, we’re taking care of the biggest things, so that we can find the little things that need attention later.
And yes, that means that some of the art is going. I don’t know what to do with your dad’s self portrait, or that xerograph that he made of all the presidents standing in from the White House. I am keeping your lithograph of the tree you made, along with most of Daniel’s artwork from when he was a little kid. Perhaps I’ll file it in that cabinet with the rest of ‘Daniel’s Masterpieces,’ as you apparently intended.
But there’s also stuff that are complete mysteries as to why they were kept and stashed and stored away. I understand, for example, clipping out recipes from various magazines for possible future use (although given how often I cook, those are going away, too). And I understand the value of clipping coupons back in the day – like all young married couples, we were trying to save as much money as we could however we could – but to clip them, and then stuff them under the bed, seems a little ridiculous.
Heck, I don’t know if some of these products even exist anymore. A lot can happen in twenty-plus years, after all.
A lot can happen in a single day, even.
Anyway, that’s the story about today’s activity. I’ll keep you posted as to what’s going on in future. Take care, and remember I love you.