It's 5:00 a.m. in Seattle. I can't say I'm up this early because my body is on Phoenix time. No diff this time of year. Oh well.
An uneventful flight here yesterday morning and then right to work - after a lunch of sandwiches on homemade buns and a variety of homemade cookies for dessert. We got about half the kitchen packed up. I know that doesn't sound like much but it includes decisions about what's kept and what is discarded - tough decisions for someone to make when the include items that have been in the family for 100 years.
We also made a trip over to their new home at the Ida Culver house to take measurements. One of today's tasks is to install a system in the master bedroom's walk-in closet so tomorrow there's someplace to hang all their clothes. Right now that's just a closet with four walls.
Their unit is an end unit on the fourth floor and faces southwest, so it should be bright...the three days a year the sun shines here. I was pleasantly surprised at how clean and classic the building and its common areas look. Very nice. Mom has chosen colors that make their unit's room look crisp and cheery. Two of the three bedrooms are quite small but look out over the water and will be used for an office and a music room. The slightly larger master bedroom also has a nice view.
I think the most difficult adjustment in terms of the physical space will be the kitchen. Mom is all about her kitchen, and the wonderful things she creates there have, along with her music, helped define who she is. Breads, desserts, meals to match any restaurant chef's, all served in a manner to match. The kitchen here at the house is large by any standard whereas at their new home it is what I'd call an apartment-sized kitchen. That will be a challenge.
In a couple of hours the dumpster arrives and "trashing" gets added to the list of activities. I'm beginning to wonder if it's all going to get done. The packing goes slowly because of that decision making process and installing a closet system takes longer than it otherwise would because it, too, involves decisions made by people who process at an octogenarian's pace. But it is what it is, so we'll deal with it.
And try to be very sensitive to the difficult emotions riding just under the surface.
Mother's Day, Sunday.
Mother's Day sermon? Why?/Why not?
Discuss.
2 comments:
I don't care what gets preached as long as all the mothers don't have to stand up while everyone claps. I hate doing that.
Mothers' Day is a little overrated anyway, in my opinion. If you saw the episode of "The Middle" about Mothers' Day, well...I think they got it just right.
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