I thought it would be good to give another hoard report as I am making progress. Again.
The topic this time is linens. Table cloths, napkins, table runners and placemats!
When Sandie and I were going through my moms stuff, we often thought, whispered, and at times, shouted out loud, â€œWhat the fuck Alice?â€ Especially when we opened another box of linen table cloths.
Here again, I wish I had the number of boxes we sorted. Then I wish I had the number of the boxes, that for some reason, I found necessary to bring home. Letâ€™s just say it was more than you are thinking.
Over the years, I’ve culled said linens. Iâ€™ve used some, given away a lot, sold or donated a box or two, and I even cut up and re-purposed some of them. I made a lovely pair of PJâ€™s out of the most exquisite linen napkins. I would love to make more soft and flowing clothes, but am not great at that type of sewing. A lady in MN made a pair of pants using one of the tablecloths years ago and I love â€˜em. I confess, I hope that what I continue to keep will end up as clothing someday.
For the most part, time has been the best sorter of this hoard. Over the years, I open a box or two and say, WTF? Then, create a bag that goes elsewhere. Time changes the memory and attachment of my mothers hoard. I am reminded that what was important to her, is not important to me. Her memory for me does not live in her stuff and yet, when I see her hand embroider work, and all the lace of the past – I remember.
Over the weekend, I am happy to report, the linen hoard is down again. Right now I only have one box that I am keeping, and it is a small one at that.
Several tablecloths, some napkins and yes, ALL the doilies and lace went out the door this weekend. I feel very productive and a bit lighter.
Day by day, letting go is getting easier.