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nwhikerMeant to post this the other day and forgot...
Came home from Bend to find the living room... cleared! I was so excited! Because the boxes had been in there for a year, Memorial Day to Memorial Day and now they were... gone!
Then I found them the next morning. In my bedroom.
Sigh.
There is a bookshelf we still have in the living area that was FIL's that we are supposed to repaint for Linnea if she wants it. It had stuff of ours put on it over the last year, and over the past month, I've been clearing it off, hoping to either paint it or get rid of it. And now I found that it's been filled with some of the rest of FIL's stuff.
Sigh again.
I'm never going to get rid of all this crap.
I think next weekend I'm going to have MIL, SIL, and AC over, and put a good amount of the crap we have left out on the table. Whatever doesn't get taken will be donated. Some of it is nice stuff. Some of it might even be vaguely valuable. I don't care. Nobody is willing to put the effort into selling it, and if nobody wants it, it has negative value.
Last June/July, my MIL went down to Albuquerque with dh to start cleaning out the house. I went down 10 days later and found they'd not done nearly as much as I'd hoped or expected. They had rented a GIGANTIC truck to bring back a whole bunch of stuff. Had I been down there... well, we'd have left 90% of down there, and probably driven back up with the smallest u-haul. Instead, loads of money was wasted to bring up a bunch of furniture that nobody wants and that we can't even donate. When we went down again in October, to go through the garage, I was merciless. If it didn't have a destination person, it was donated. We barely filled the Pilot, and the one thing I do regret not bring back up with us is more of FIL's rocks from the garden. I took a number of them, but I wish I'd taken them all, LOL. But seriously, we created so many problems for ourselves by bringing things up here rather than leaving them there, sight unseen.
The alcove in my bedroom is now 100% filled with crap. It all started when MS took away office's and dh years of accumulated work stuff came home, that was, like, 5 big boxes of books etc. Then FIL died, and it was paperwork. Then it was the recent FIL stuff. Ugh.
Ah well. Just my periodic I want my house back rant.
ETA Things have gotten worse because dh knows I'm pissed off at all this crap and he's getting sensitive about it when I complain. So I'm venting here so I don't grump at him too much.
Came home from Bend to find the living room... cleared! I was so excited! Because the boxes had been in there for a year, Memorial Day to Memorial Day and now they were... gone!
Then I found them the next morning. In my bedroom.
Sigh.
There is a bookshelf we still have in the living area that was FIL's that we are supposed to repaint for Linnea if she wants it. It had stuff of ours put on it over the last year, and over the past month, I've been clearing it off, hoping to either paint it or get rid of it. And now I found that it's been filled with some of the rest of FIL's stuff.
Sigh again.
I'm never going to get rid of all this crap.
I think next weekend I'm going to have MIL, SIL, and AC over, and put a good amount of the crap we have left out on the table. Whatever doesn't get taken will be donated. Some of it is nice stuff. Some of it might even be vaguely valuable. I don't care. Nobody is willing to put the effort into selling it, and if nobody wants it, it has negative value.
Last June/July, my MIL went down to Albuquerque with dh to start cleaning out the house. I went down 10 days later and found they'd not done nearly as much as I'd hoped or expected. They had rented a GIGANTIC truck to bring back a whole bunch of stuff. Had I been down there... well, we'd have left 90% of down there, and probably driven back up with the smallest u-haul. Instead, loads of money was wasted to bring up a bunch of furniture that nobody wants and that we can't even donate. When we went down again in October, to go through the garage, I was merciless. If it didn't have a destination person, it was donated. We barely filled the Pilot, and the one thing I do regret not bring back up with us is more of FIL's rocks from the garden. I took a number of them, but I wish I'd taken them all, LOL. But seriously, we created so many problems for ourselves by bringing things up here rather than leaving them there, sight unseen.
The alcove in my bedroom is now 100% filled with crap. It all started when MS took away office's and dh years of accumulated work stuff came home, that was, like, 5 big boxes of books etc. Then FIL died, and it was paperwork. Then it was the recent FIL stuff. Ugh.
Ah well. Just my periodic I want my house back rant.
ETA Things have gotten worse because dh knows I'm pissed off at all this crap and he's getting sensitive about it when I complain. So I'm venting here so I don't grump at him too much.
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