How long?

I just realized I forgot this blog - so much for 365 photos - well, maybe I can start again.  I did buy a new couch, love seat and recliner chair, but they are not my Natuzzis and they never will be.  They look nice and are something to sit on - which is the main purpose - so there.
Still not willing to let those couches go - geesh.  What is wrong with me?
New stuff:

So sad, another left home

The other couch went away today - to sit in someone else's home. They'll enjoy it I know.

I keep telling myself - "It's just stuff."
But I miss it already
and fear that I might not have another
as it took 35 years to get these two.
Don't know whether I have another 35 left in me.
Moving is hard on the heart.

Goodbye, Natuzzie

I sold my sofas today. One left the house not just five minutes ago and I miss it already. I never had a couch - a new couch until these two. My first marriage, we had hand-me-down couches from his younger brother - out in AZ, we had a mattress. Later in AZ, we moved into a friend's house and they left us a couch.

In Pennsylvania - no couch - my bed was in the living room because Joe had the bedroom. In California, my neighbor put out a couch in their back yard that the kids were jumping on and I took it home. Used it until we chopped it up to move.

So enter New Mexico - one year, no couch - just a futon.

Then we went to Costco one day and there were these two couches sitting there - we scooped them up and never saw them again featured at Costco.

I guess what I learned today that it's all just STUFF. All of it. It can all go, but we have each other. I gave the couches up in favor of hope.

Loom shots

Mike took apart my loom today for travel - Pod travel. We are moving to Georgia - we finally sold the house in New Mexico. I am packing like a fiend.

How come when I am packing everything - beads (oh, I have a great design in my head right now), books (I didn't know I had that book - look at those pictures) and altered art materials (oh - that silver bag could look great as a pocket) - I am deluged with ideas?

And two months ago sitting in front of my computer, the beads, books and materials were laughing at me (Nahnah - you can't think of anything to do with all this stuff!). Are you an artist or what?

Missing some days

Well, I cannot reinvent more days - unless I can go back to the island and do all of this over again. I've been packing books - books and more books. I've decided to take a hard line and give most of them to the library. But I am still counting 12 boxes and counting. I might make 20 - but I came here with 48 - starting from a 60+ box total when packing in CA to move to NM. I just can't do this anymore - buy books and then give them away.

I like to read them again and again. Some I bought for research and never got to them.

I take an oath to be more careful with buying books.

I miss you, Daniel.

Selling Things

I just had a birthday and I am moving again. In my years as an adult, I've been making decisions over what stays and what goes for a long time. This past year, I've been looking at items I've wanted to purchase thinking, "Am I willing to move that?

My last move, I donated 22 books of great books - I brought about 40 more books to used book store and got a credit - and donated that to a women's shelter. In my life, I left town with the clothes on my back and my son. I had to leave everything I ever had or created to make our lives safer. I didn't miss my life when I left - I missed my books and my paintings.

So today, I categorized books. I have a pile to keep, to donate and to try to sell on Amazon. Some people came over to buy our keyboard and I let them at the pile of books to donate. It was thrilling to see the young girl pour over the pile in search of dragons and Harry Potter. I gave her the first book of The Dragons of Pern and a set of the Harry Potter books. She even picked out two cook books for her mom. I love kids who read. I was glad she took some.

If anyone pointed to a pile of books and said "Take what you want." I'd be totally happy. she might remember my books and how she got them - and return the favor when she gets older.

ABQ - adios