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Monday, January 7th, 2002 05:49 pm
So Rick (with his kitty Isis) is in Florida now. Even with abandoned belongings strewn everywhere, the house still feels empty without him.

We're going through all the stuff he left behind, sorting it into piles: trash / recycle, Goodwill, sell, give to various friends, keep, set aside for him because he probably didn't mean to leave it. There is an amazing amount of stuff. We've already made one mixed-paper recycle run with a full car.

It is incredible how much this feels like going through the estate of someone who is deceased. (In some sense, that's what it is. The person he used to be was shucked off like an old skin...)

*sigh*
Monday, January 7th, 2002 08:37 pm (UTC)
*hugs*

Tuesday, January 8th, 2002 01:01 pm (UTC)
thanks! (snif)

I'm surprised this process gets to me so much. Am I overly sentimental about the "stuff" itself? Am I slowly unburying sadness over his leaving? Maybe it's more complicated...
Monday, January 7th, 2002 11:07 pm (UTC)
*hugs* offered . . . if they'll help.
Tuesday, January 8th, 2002 01:00 pm (UTC)
thanks! Time will help - maybe it's the only thing that will - but hey, I'll take hugs anyway. ;-)

It is surprising to me how much of a downer this process is.