For Sale
July 12th, 2008
This weekend, I’m having an estate sale at my parents-in-law’s house in Little Rock. (I don’t have to be there for the sale.) It’s weird though – imagining strangers going through their things – I couldn’t watch that – no way. It’s hard enough being home, just thinking about it. ‘Course, the really hard part was going through the house, getting everything that I wanted, or needed, for myself. I may have mentiioned this before, in an earlier ‘entry’, but the very hardest part was when I finished going through the house (where they lived for forty years – that’s a lot of stuff). Yeah, that last ‘walk thru’ – turning off lights, closing curtains, locking the door, and driving off – knowing that would be the last time…
I feel sorry for people who aren’t the least bit sentimental. On the other hand, being as sentimental as I am does tend to make it tougher – cleaning out, moving on… I was talking to a friend the other day, and I was saying how… you take a chest of drawers for example, one that’s been in the family a long time… you don’t need it – you don’t have a place for it, etc., but you hate to sell it – you hate to part with it – you hate to say ‘good bye’ to it, a mere thing… but it’s more than that – much more – it’s a link to your loved one. So… whatdya do??? Since a chest of drawers is for storing things, it doesn’t make much sense to store something that is for storing things now, does it? I like to think of it as trading it – trading it for something special – perhaps something that you wouldn’t spring for yourself… For example, instead of thinking of it as selling these things, I’m thinking of it as trading these things for something – something special, like perhaps a nice new camera, which could be used for documenting memories – how ’bout that?!?!
