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Monday, November 19, 2012

Monday Musings.

It's funny how you can think about something, talk about it, muse and mull over it for days and then - BINGO! An offhand remark parts the clouds and there is the answer, standing in a sunbeam with seraphims and cherubs flitting about.  I am obviously carried away, or ought to be.  My home phone (land line for you techies) went dead a week ago.  I didn't realize it until that Sunday, when I was madly punching in the number for the gravel pit owner who was operating ILLEGALLY on Sunday (at 6:30A, on top of it all).  Nothing.  I was speaking to my inner ear.  There is nothing more infuriating than being infuriated already and then having your phone let you down.

I called the phone company and they sent someone out fairly quickly - two days later.  But everything was fine on the outside.  That meant I would have to have them come in and find the problem.  And pay for it.  I knew it was the mousies.  It's always the mousies.  Or the ratz.  How odd, I thought, that I can get DSL service but no phone signal.  Hmmm.  How odd....hmmmm....how odd.....hmmmm.  I've just given you a little glimpse into the inner workings of me.  Scary, ain't it?  I mentioned this to Kay's hubby at our Zoning Board meeting.  He said, "then the DSL line/phone line to the box is fine.  What about your other line?"  THWACK.  Sound of palm meeting forehead.  I went home, unplugged my phone from the other, non-working line, and plugged it into the office line.  It worked.  Then the same wonderful neighbor, Kay, came up with one of those two-outlet thingys and I am now back in business until spring - when I am brave enough to crawl under my crawl space to fix the other line.  Or, maybe summer.  Of 2022.

I have a penchant for used things.  I prefer older, used furniture to new stuff.  Old furniture has a history.  Sometimes you know its provenance and other times you can just imagine.  I have two rocking chairs -  one belonged to an aunt on my dad's side, and one belonged to my Great Aunt Edie, on my mom's side.  GAE could knit complicated patterns while sipping her evening scotch, listening to the radio, smoking her one-a-day cigarette, and watching the news, AND carrying on a conversation with you.  She could knit a house and all the furniture.  She and I began the family tradition of making gingerbread men (or "boys", as she put it) in her kitchen every December.  As we worked away, she would grill me on state capitols.  After she passed away, my mom and I took it up and have been doing it ever since.  Without the state capitols. 

Okay, back to the furniture.  Sheesh.  I would guess that about 99% of my furniture is not new.  When I moved into LLF, I had nothing.  Nada.  My parents, bless their hearts, gave me one of their extra beds.  I bought a used patio table and chairs that functioned as my dining room table and chairs for months.  Then a chance encounter on freecycle led me to a nice woman who came to pick up an extra lock set I had listed.  She looked at my empty house and said, "Do you need furniture?"  She gave me a solid maple dining table, two dressers, two nightstands, and a mirror.  All of which I still have.  Slowly, but surely, I have picked up a chair here, a table there.  Lately, I have been rethinking my space and all that's in it (besides too much).  One of the things I'm eyeing - in the 'out-the-door' way - is one of the rocking chairs.  But I am hesitating because of....guilt.  Should I keep it because it was my aunt's?  I wasn't particularly (at all) close to her.  Will her spirit rattle the doors and toss pots across the kitchen if I move it on?  Being a big chicken liver, it remains in my guest room where I don't have to look at it.  What do you think?

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  1. You need to re read Karen Kingston's book "Clear Your Clutter with Feng Shui" to answer your question........don't ever feel guilt about anything I have sent your way.....toss freely :)
    GZ coming.....I promise.

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    1. Sylvie - No, I LOVE everything you've sent my way :)! Unfortunately, with me, guilt tends to override feng shui. I will be looking for the GZ......

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  2. Do you have a family member, say of the younger generation, that might appreciate it? Or someone who is a new mother? Maybe giving it away to someone who will also treasure it will take away some of the guilt.

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    1. Roslyn - That is an excellent idea, however none of our younger generation would give a hoot - but a new mother is the perfect candidate! I will see if I can find one who would like it.

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  3. Oh Susan, I have the same feelings when I want to get rid of something that was my Relatives. Especially my Grandparents who had nothing in their youth raised a family in the depression and felt that everything they amassed in life was gold and we should behold it as so. But neither my Brother nor I have children, so who do I save it for? The State when they come in to auction it all off when we croak? And in the mean time I have to dust it or care for it...and most of the time I dont even like the damn thing! Guilt is a terrible thing.

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    1. Jane - Oh, yes. One person's "gold" is another's albatross. It's the dusting that gets to me. And I have the same situation. I'm just leaving everything to my sister and I will let her sort it out!

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  4. It's easy for ME to say-get rid of it. But, I know what you mean. I have moms jewelry. I hate jewelry. But...it belonged to MOM. Sigh...

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    1. Sue - Same here. I rarely wear jewelry - it all stays safely in the box.

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  5. Have you thought about refurbishing it and making it your own?
    If not, your Aunt would totally understand it's time for her passed down rocker to find a new home. Take a picture of it before you remove it from your home, and place the picture in a frame on a table or mantle in your house as a reminder of your Aunt.

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    1. Sandy - What a lovely idea! Now you have given me something to think about...

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  6. I'm so glad my mom has given me her blessing to divest of anything I don't need or want anymore -- even if it belonged to HER mom. With my dad's cancer diagnosis, they are realizing more than ever that if they don't get rid of a bunch of stuff, us girls will have to, and so they sympathize with the dilemma.

    No worries here about offending a previous, now-dead owner. "The dead know not anything." Ecc. 9:5

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    1. Michelle - It's true that so much of the 'things' that we end up with are just taking up space. If a thing is not used, then what is it's real purpose?

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  7. Oh, for crikey sakes, Susan! Your guilt complex is worse than I thought. (Which would be worse than mine is!) Throw the dang rocking chair out, out, out. Or sell it or give it away. Can you tell I'm not a "saver?" My dear husband, however, makes up for it. :o/

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    1. Mama Pea - Yes, I know. I'm a head case. It's a good thing that you and PP balance each other out!

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  8. Yes, I'd try to find a home for the chair if I didn't want it, and if there was no one to give it to, I'd drop it off at the thrift store so it would have a chance at finding a good home. Life's too short to have extra stuff you don't want, especially when you've had a go at it and don't want it anymore. My two cents' worth.

    The phone fix was my kind of fix, btw.

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  9. Could you use it outside, or sell/barter to someone else who'd love it? Sometime I think it's better to pass those things on than keep things you don't like. Your home should make you smile... I LOVE a lot of the old funky things I've bought that other thought was junk, bless em!

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  10. I'm glad you found a fix for the phone! Now, if you could only find a fix for the stinkin' gravel pit!
    I like the idea of passing the rocker on to a new mom, I think your aunt would like that too! :)

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  11. Love the story about your GAE. As for the rocking chair, don't think of it as getting rid of it, find it a new home with someone who needs it. :)

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  12. If you don't love or use the chair, get rid of it. It will continue its journey and likely end up in the hands of someone who will adore it (I speak as someone who is always thrilled to find a great old piece of furniture at a thrift store, an estate sale, or the curb :)

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