So here I am in LA surveying all of the c-r-a-p that I have inherited over the past few years plus all the c-r-a-p my husband brought here when we sold his farm in Mississippi. Holy cow - can you say overwhelmed!
When my father died, I got the job of cleaning out my childhood home. While I threw away a ton of stuff, there were a few pieces of furniture and some books that I chose to keep, mostly for sentimental reasons. When he died I also got the job of cleaning out my grandmother's house. This story is so mired in traditional Southern twisted-ness it deserves it's own paragraph!
No one has lived in this house for twenty years, yet there are still jelly jars on the shelves, food in the fridge (can you say gross!), clothes in the closets and furniture, letters, jewelry, china, packed suitcases - oh god it makes my head spin. Plus the roof is caving in because my dad and his sibs could not agree on who should pay to have it fixed so they just let it cave in. Now mixed in with all the unbelievable junk is cool stuff, vintage jewelry, salt cellars, antique furniture and luggage, letters that my aunts and uncles wrote home as far back as 1923, etc - and I am a sucker for all things cool and vintage. But oh is it work to get to it and then what do I do with it once I have it?!
But, as my husband keeps reminding me, we can't light on our travel feet if we are weighed down with stuff. He reminds me that one of my favorite coaching things to say is "It's all about choices".
I'll keep you posted on how I dig through all this mess! Oh - and any advice would be most appreciated!
Sarah
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