It's been three years since my mom left her home and moved into assisted living. My father passed away about six months after my mom moved and their house has been sitting there ever since.
My sisters and I have made numerous trips down to her home to clean, de clutter, and stage it for selling. It sat on the market for well over a year and finally sold. We've made two more trips down in the month of May. The drive is over 3 hours one way. The first weekend we went down we moved everything to the garage and staged it for a yard sale. We had that garage looking like the cutest thrift store you've ever seen! We drove home and went back the next weekend for the actual sale. People started arriving at 7AM! We sold a TON OF STUFF for dirt cheap prices. In fact there were two older men that came back FOUR times EACH. They were getting quite the deals out in the two sheds out back PACKED FULL OF MENS JUNK.
I would see little things here and there and know why my mom bought them. They were cute. Or clever..and I could just hear her saying "Isn't this cute?" and buying it just for the cute factor. I had to really stop myself from hauling EVERYTHING cute home. I've brought home lots of stuff on these numerous trips and I was worried my emotions would get the best of me and I'd drag more home. I'm rather proud that I turned out to be the more sensible one and turned down a lot of good stuff that I would have loved to drag home. I did have to enlist my wonderful daughter to drive down in her truck just in case...and yes....we looked like the Beverly Hillbillies driving home last Saturday night!
Right after I took this picture of the tiny little teacup i dropped it and broke it! I think I can glue it back together.
I spent all day Saturday sewing. And using lots of my moms sewing supplies. It makes me remember all the sewing she did for me as a kid....and I love this sweet little pink pin cushion.
Having her on my mind, appreciating that she taught me to sew....it all puts a smile on my face
I will be back in a few days to show you more fun things from my moms house. One item was shoved in the back of the old shed......under a shelf, and when I saw someone carrying it I about FAINTED. I rushed over and said, "Oh my goodness! We can't possibly sell this! My sister has been looking everywhere for it!" (not really true)..but I couldn't show them that really I WANTED IT! Don't you hate estate sales where the children of the estate can't bear to part with things? I promise I only stole one item out of a customers hands all day. I never even knew this item existed until I saw it walking across the yard with it's almost new owner. I had to chuckle...because I can still hear my mom saying "Hey, this is cute...I think I'll buy it" because she was, after all the original yard sale and thrift store "queen"!