After working four hours, eating lunch, doing dishes, saying three rosary sets, and taking my two-hour, mid-afternoon nap until 1600, I’ve scanned and archived one of two binders of music, which as I mentioned were ripped from their bindings, punched with three holes, and filed away, up until I threw the yellowing, dusting pieces of paper and good copyright material into the larger gray/blue lid recycling bin.
I was thinking that my parents could sing along while I played the piano, but they are no good at reading the notes.
I have yet to scan and archive another ripped out music for guitar of which I may/might forward to Das Squirrel since he plays the guitar.
Of course, I’ve saved the files first under my laptop, then a WD storage, then my Nook, and/or my smartphone. All that hard work won’t be lost, save dementia.
Yesterday and the day before, I donated most of my books but ended up buying two eReader versions for my Nook. The pages were also getting yellow and dusty. I kept two old books because there are no electronic copies to purchase.
So this week alone, I’ve cleaned out and donated mostly unused items: small kitchen tools and electrical appliances, such as a mini-food processor; wicker baskets from flowers and gifts, glass bowls for hummingbirds, marbles, fish, candles, pebbles, and sand; game board and word games; five-holder candle stick; old Corning Ware coffee percolator; brass sugar container; Pyrex butter holder with green design; old ceramic mugs and tall plastic drink containers; old wire hangers; one red tube/under shirt and snow boarding maroon socks to cover up the hangers; bamboo tray; frog bamboo planter with pebbles; brass candy holder, silver swan candy holder. I’ve wrapped the fragile ones in layers of regular newspaper before stuffing them into boxes.
I’m feeling disturbed at the accumulation of material goods over the years and the keepsakes that cannot be passed on. The more I look, the more I’m planning on cleaning out what I cannot take to heaven.
So let’s see, I still have my permanent documentations in a black luggage, donated by my paternal Uncle Ver. And there’s still the old video and audio/music cassette tapes to get rid of. Next are the pillows, linens, towels, bedroom items. The last would be clothes, dishes, large furniture, gardening tools, of course.
In summary, leave behind what can be carried in two luggages, in case in emergency and for the nursing home eventually. The rest are emotional trinkets, only to be enjoyed prior to senility. That’s my goal – cleaning up as much as permitted by the home owners as I see the health of my parents deteriorating.
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