I hate packing.
This often manifests itself in the not-quite-a-good-plan situation of my frantically throwing things in a suitcase the morning I’m leaving for a trip.
(What, you pack the night before?)
(Amateur laziness.)
Yet, despite my dislike, packing has seemed to become an every day part of my life.
First there was my paint-filled move.
Then I discovered my dad doesn’t plan to let me store countless boxes of junk throughout his home forever.
(But who’s going to care for my Pogs?!)
So now I also spend a couple of nights a week at his place, going through my things and then carting them off to my place.
And then, this past weekend, my mom and I flew to St. Louis.
To pack up and move my Grandma’s home.
And for the life of me, I can’t come up with more to write about it.
So here are some photos I took.
Of all the little details I want to remember.
And if you have need.
Of a comically over-sized phone.
I just might be able to hook you up.
If you didn’t notice
My grandparents
Were all about the radio,
Megan
Please Ignore How Much Make-Up I Wore In High School
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Well for heaven’s sake, how could they help it? It had 2-way power and headset capability! I love the details…they speak for themselves. I am so glad that you took the time to truly savor your grandma while you had her. Don’t forget to take kleenex to the grocery store. Praying for you right now!
Hmm, I might need a calculator . . .
Great post. I think there’s something special about joy and sadness combined.
I don’t know about phones, but that armchair in the background of the 4th picture is absolutely gorgeous.
(and the palm from Palm Sunday!)
I remember having to pack up some of my grandparents’ house. It was weird. They didn’t have any awesomely large phones, though.
I love the armchair. I love the cute kitchen curtains too, but like you, I do not like packing!
Oh Megan, this post makes me ache for you. I hope you could take pleasure in their belongings and memories despite it being, I’m sure, a difficult trip in lots of ways.
Those calculators are impeccably lined up and I have to say, I don’t think your laziness came from them – this house looks super organised!
I LOVE your grandma’s house. It looks exactly as a grandma’s house should. I’m glad you took the pictures. They are, after all, worth a thousand words.
Is it sad that I still want to write ‘hello’ every time I see a calculator?
Something tells me it doesn’t exactly take a lot of math to answer that.
I REMEMBER POGS!!!!!!!!!!!!