My brother and I have just got back from visiting our Mum. The weekend marked the anniversary of our Dad's death, and we wanted to make sure Mum felt supported.
We took her out for the day, and she seemed to have a good time. We did a good mix of new stuff, and reminiscing, and remembering.
We took the opportuinity to do another bit of clearing, mainly checking for paperwork in unexcavated corners of the attic. Just as well we did, as there was plenty to be found. I brought it home and sorted it, scanned the relevant stuff and burnt the irrelevant.
We also found more china, but we've left it there. I just can't face bringing any more back.
We've got the next date in the diary, and I've suggested a possible completion date to the buyers.
I've taken stuff to the charity shop, and I've already got another pile on the table.
I've got some "final" Ebay listings to do, and if the items don't sell they will be added to the charity shop pile. I want my summerhouse back, and I want my kitchen table cleared so I can sew again.
