Friday, February 20, 2009

Being alone

How could I have possibly reached the age of 55 years never being alone for any length of time?

The answer is I have been with my husband, Jim, since I was 16 years old. Oh sure, he has been away on work related conferences - but then the house was alive with our children and their friends. I have been alone at work related conferences too, but usually the workshops went so late, the only thing I had time to do was shower - before collapsing is bed.

So it was with anticipation (okay and some apprehension) that I face almost three weeks of Jim being gone. Our daughter, Laura, talked him into taking a bicycle trip in Vietnam (only she could get him to go back there). I am so excited for them. What a great opportunity for making father/daughter memories.

I have a list of things I am going to accomplish; clean closets, clean out the garage, and sort through the last remaining boxes from the move. In those boxes are things we didn't want to toss out, but we really don't need them for the house either. Maybe now I can eliminate a few.

Then there is the BIG PROJECT; one I started several years ago and was quickly too frustrated to continue. Scanning boxes of photos. Yes, I am one of THOSE- one that didn't put pictures in albums when they were taken. Heck, I didn't even write the dates on the back. Oh, my!

Where do I start? How do I sort them? Do I try and group them for each child? What about duplicates, it seems sinful to throw out a picture. Any suggestions for tackling this project are most welcomed!

They have been gone for two days and I still haven't been alone. I have been surrounded by dozens of pictures of laughing children, smiling relatives and precious memories.

1 comment:

  1. Darce, I hope you're having a great time, eating ice cream for dinner, reading in bed until 2 a.m., watching chick flicks and just enjoying time to do everwhat you want. I can't believe you're taking on the photos. I'll bet I have 2,000 photos in various boxes, so I can relate. Here's one thing I did do: I bought three large plastic storage bins, the kinds with the snap-on handles that shut the lid tight. One bin for each kid. Every so often I sort a box of photos ... I'll put some in albums, and the rest I divide into stacks for each kid (or other family members, and come to think of it, Darcie, that's how I found the slides from when we visited Jim's family a million years ago). Eventually I'll give each kid his/her bin. Good luck with your projects. Save some time for fun and relaxation. xo