accomplishedPleasant evening with our friends Chris and Jane (Chris Phoenix being the old Callahanian and old boyfriend of mine). Nice interlude to prepare for Sunday.
Sunday...about that. Sunday was the final phase of the Great House Reorganization. Well, the most major phase, anyway. This was finishing up the garage sort-and-reorg so that we could finish sorting the boxes in the driveway and get them into the garage for the winter. Or put the last few boxes into the house to be re-incorporated. Pushing through from morning until 10 pm, we got it done. The excess furniture is in the garage, along with the boxes, and you can still get to the drier and the living history stuff. Mission accomplished. Not sure how Andrew is going to fit the 10 boxes of family stuff into the locker, along with the vintage printer, but crossing fingers. Many boxes of things to go to the Salvation Army. I still don't know what I should do with family books in Finnish... So much family stuff, including boxes full of photos. And the files for my father's work on sets for the movie "FBI Story" which really needs to be donated to a film archive or something. All this goes to the locker, to avoid the rodent problem in the garage. But damn, I feel like I've been hit by a truck, today. I've lost track of how much stuff we moved... Took a hot bath with epsom salts. Chiropractor today. I need it.
My motto for the past few days: "There is no try. There is only do."
