I was born on a Mother’s Day.
Depending on how you look at it, that has got to be either the best (you get
I cleaned my office. I know, I’m shocked too. But wait… I had a good reason.
Last weekend John and I went up to see my folks, make the rounds of visiting relatives (the official reason for the visit, since some of my relatives from Spain were in town), and pick up some more stuff from my Grandma’s house.
When Grandma moved from her house to an apartment last year, she gave away a lot of stuff to various relatives (myself included). This year she moved again, from the apartment to an assisted living residence. Which necessitated another round of giving away stuff to various relatives.
My Mom asked me if I would like a desk (there were two to choose from) and some of Grandma’s bone china teacups.
The desk that I choose is a very nice Art Deco style desk, and is also incidentally the desk that my Grandpa (“Pop”) used in college.
The teacups… one of the things that Grandma collected was bone china teacups. Every now and then she would see one that she liked, and she would buy it. So by the time I came around and was old enough to be trusted with drinking a hot beverage out of a bone china teacup, she had quite a collection. None of them were the same and all of them were beautiful. I picked out a couple that were my favorites to use from holiday family gatherings past. My brothers will also get to pick out a couple. I also took a sugar bowl and creamer that matched a teapot (the teapot in question had belonged to, I believe, my great-aunt Agnes) that I already had.
(Even though it is over 90 degrees out, I am drinking tea out of one of those teacups – the one with dogwood blossoms on it – right now. However, in deference to the heat, it is iced tea.)
So. cleaning my office.
I had to rearrange the existing furniture a bit in order to accommodate the new (old) desk. Shifting furniture revealed the wooly mammoth-sized dust bunnies that were lurking in previously concealed corners, so it made sense to dust all surfaces and vacuum everything. And once I had started with the cleaning, it made sense to clear out a whole bunch of stuff that I didn’t need anymore. (Goodbye text books from grad school that I haven’t cracked open in almost 10 years!)
Five hours later, my office is neat, clean, organized, and the new (old) desk is centered in front of the window.
I like it. It looks good.
Any bets on how long I can keep it this way?
I really ought to mention Memorial Day weekend at some point, because a lot happened that weekend.
The first high point: 2nd wedding anniversary,