Mom is home and in order to fit the hopital bed in my parents' room, Dad had to take their big bed apart. The plan has been that he'll sleep on the floor and I work dilgently to get my room packed up and organised so that the stuff thats getting moved to Colorado with Luke and Myself can be stored in the garage, and I will keep the things I need with me for the next two monts sort of accesable but portable. Well, I've been in this tiny room for almost two years now and have figured out how to put things in every nook and cranny. Not to mention we've got lots of sewing stuff of my moms.
Mom is in hospice care , and it is clear that she isnt going to be getting better. As the only other sewer/qiulter I am realising these things are now in the "Jess's Stuff" category as well. Whew. Are you as overwhelmed as I am yet? I thought it would be a while before I aquired all of moms great tools of the trade and fabric stash. Im pulling out boxes and files knowing that many of these things are projects that she intended to get to but didnt. This has become a lesson in finnishing projects I've started. There are many of my mothers projects that I dont know what they were intended for, or what the final goal was. Others that I have no idea what phase theyre even in. It's daunting. There are some special fabrics I KNOW are special, but I'm not quite sure what meaning they hold, as they are unmarked/labled. I'm having to decide what to keep and what not to keep. Am I really going to get this project that A.) Wasnt originally mine and B.) I have no idea what phase its in?
I confess, I'm purging a lot. I'm finding good homes for pattern books, and fabric I don't quite care for. I'm tossing some projects I know are over a decade old and have no "hope" on my list of things to do and create. There's still a lot. It sort of scares me to think about being a frequently moving golf pro's wife with all this "stuff." It seems to be that gone are the days of packing everything I own into the back of a VW bug and taking off. :)