You may have noticed Mama’s been mum again lately. This mama’s been too busy to blog, bogged down with a bevy of tasks.
Baffled by bedrooms, I’ve bandied items around the basement, and now that I’ve burst through the barricade, I’m happy to report I’m breathing easy again.
Usually here at the empty nest, there’s not much astir. But just as surely as the cool wind and rain brought a change to the season – temps drastically dropped down the thermometer from 90’s to 60’s today! – change arrives soon at the nest too.
Oldest daughter is moving back to the homeland from that place down south. She’s commencing a new chapter with a new job in the city near us. And can I just say that I am ecstatic that she will be nearby once again? Until she gets situated though, daughter will move in temporarily with the ‘rents.
So you know what that means? Mama and Papa have been shoving and pushing and cleaning and purging to make room for daughter’s kit and caboodle. First we tackled the basement to make room for storage of some furniture – didn’t we just do that not so long ago? Click I Declare War if you missed that one.
Next project was oldest daughter’s bedroom. Along with the empty nest syndrome, parents of certain age fall victim to another malady called SOE (Spread Out Everywhere). Since that room possessed a somewhat empty closet (well, don’t look on the top shelves at the Barbies, books, and Girl Scout mementos), Papa and Mama took over the closet space with extra clothes, extra pillows, mementoes and pictures…and stuff.
That situation required remedy since daughter needs closet space while she stays here. Solution? Just move everything over to other daughter’s closet….no wait…can’t do that, there’s a wedding gown, wedding decorations, and a miscellany of other items belonging to middle daughter there.
No problem. Let’s just open up son’s closet….oh dear. Why does that young man have so many items of clothing still hanging in here? Not to mention, shoes, backpacks, 9th grade framed artwork from an art show, AND Papa’s suits (SOE, I tell ya!). Pushing and shoving and squeezing uncovered enough room to transfer some items over there.
Time to address the chest of drawers. Good grief, each of the five drawers is full of extra sheet sets, blankets, etc. Now to where shall we divert this stuff?
All of this labor finally completed on Labor Day (Chapter 9, Page 5, in my Opportunity book) uncovered a plethora of paraphernalia and pleasant memories:
- 16 gowns including bridesmaids’ dresses from weddings past, Christmas dance formals, Prom finery, and one 34-year-old wedding gown (that one is mine).
- 6 high school and college graduation gowns.
- Assorted college textbooks.
- 3 high school letter jackets still adorned with pins for each sport (track, cross country, soccer, and basketball) and year won.
- Stuffed animals with special significance (Rocky 2, Cutehead – that’s him grinning in the picture – and various other friends).
- 1 lonely pair of Eeyore slippers strangely out of place next to the pairs of glittery, spike heels from aforementioned formal events.
- 1 Science of Scent perfumery set (oldest daughter wanted to be a scientist from early age).
- Childhood books galore, Barbies, and an array of special dolls.
- Keepsake gifts given to our three as babies.
So what do we do with it all? For now, it’s crammed into whatever space we could find and waiting – just as it has for years – to be surveyed, sorted, saved, or shed by its owners, our three adult children.
But that labor of love will remain for another day.