My mission directed by Dave was this: get rid of everything from your former classroom that you don’t need. It should go into the bags I have placed on the left of the table. I will carry it out to the garage and eventually we will have our workroom/storage room back to normal.
Now, when Dave left his life in the Media Center four years ago, he came home with 1 white Banker box. I had 25 and at least 6 large storage bins. Our truck and our wood slat trailer were both filled with furniture, pillows, boxes and bins. For at least 2 months the storage trailer was in the garage and I sorted. Much was brought out to our curb to do away with, some up to my office, and boxes down in the basement. Dave has been very patient with me but you could say that the patience vanished at 2 months. Now he is very determined, like a Spartan.
It is excruciating work for me. The books, I just simply can’t part with. I am finding that I have an easier time with the special projects that students let me save for the ‘next group’, after all there isn’t a next group. Special things that lined my computer desk are also harder, thank you notes, pictures of my family and the brown, shabby ‘newsboy’ hat…..I absolutely cannot part with that precious hat….tomorrow I will tell you why….. xo nanc
PS Oh, I know this is just a very terrible ending with a hook…I’m wondering if it is enough to bring you back to the next part of this story… I promise it will be posted tomorrow.
PSS Oh, I know that I’m not posting at the same time these days, I’ll try to be early, not 12:00 midnight early, but sometime around 8 am…..after all tomorrow is Sunday right???? Oh that is Central Time Zone 8 am.
PSSS I will even post a picture, promise!