While I moan and whine about the move I’m pleased – a bit sadistically I must admit – to see that I am not alone in my misery. Our friends Beata, Tom and the girls are trying to get settled back into Ottawa after a long time abroad; Martin, Robert and Rufus are dealing with the first steps in moving into their new house; and Elizabeth – well Elizabeth has a great deal going on with moving into a new house, moving family and it would appear, unlike me, acquiring more things.
|A few – a very few – of the chatkas that have found their way to St Vincent de Paul or the consignment house. If memory serves its the tail end of the lot. Papier-mache pumpkin anyone?|
While our Liz is collecting more “stuff” we’re divesting ourselves of things – those banquet sized linen tables clothes and matching napkins (yes I know Cathy you didn’t expect that many!!!!), silverware, decanters, the second set of pots and pans, the three extra dinner services, those framed posters from the 70s and chatkas – lord help us the chatkas. How many sets of dachshund shaped knife rests does one household need??? Many things have gone to Saint Vincent de Paul and many others – including our Mexican bedroom set – have gone to an consignment house here in Ottawa that specializes in Estate Sales.
Which brings me to my musical selection for today (stolen without shame from Elizabeth): a little ditty by the wonderful Cheryl Wheeler who seems to love Estate Sales as much as Liz does. Maybe I should get them both to come up and take a look – though it isn’t quite like “going through dead people’s houses” they’d certainly see “all the things we’ve collected”. Maybe either one of them would be interested in a lovely set of dachshund knife rests?????
31 agosto/August – San Raimondo Nonnato