Now I have to go over to my MIL's house and start packing up all of her household and getting it ready for storage. This is a BIG job, but fortunately I am not under time pressure to get it completed. She has decided she likes it over at the assisted living center and wants to either sell or rent her house.
She has all of her "important stuff" with her in her new apartment, but I have taken a cursory look at what is left at her house and what lies ahead of me.....my goodness, she sure had a "thing" for Tupperware! I don't think there is one thing that company made that she doesn't have at least two of. LOL.
It is a sad job for me, I feel as though I am packing up her life - the things she collected over a lifetime. It makes me realize that her life is ending. I am trying not to get all maudlin about it, but when I come across things, like boxes of pretty cocktail napkins left over from days gone by, it reminds me how she love to entertain years ago when she was an officer's wife. I have to stop this or I am going to end up in tears. :-(
TTYL, friends.
Oh, I hate to see her rent it, but guess I just feel that renters as a rule don't give a home the love and care that a homeowner would. I'm sure it's not true of all renters.
(((Hugs)))Packing up my mother's things was a really tough job. I put it off when she was in the nursing home..knowing she could never return. She had cleaned out through the years and still there was so much there to pull at my heart.
There was no storage ..just giving away to the family what she had designated and what she had not and the rest to the church. I kept some things that mean nothing to any one but me..my dad's old records, a dress she wore to my daughter's wedding, a pan I recall made particularly delicious meatloaf(It's not the pan that made it delicious).I am going to have to get rid of those old Britannicas I keep for sentimental reasons..
Well..there I go.I think I'll stop,too!
Re: packing up your MIL's things. I know exactly what you're going through. That task fell to me when I brought my Mom to live with me. I had to go to Tenn. and dispose of all her "stuff". It was awful as I was not only disposing of her stuff, but things that were a part of my life as well. I had to do it all in one day and she was packrat. She also had all of her mother's stuff. Antiques and family photos for generations. It was so hard to know what to do with it all. You have my empathy.