As my Grandmother, Lina Manona Jones, used to say, "Lordy, Lordy!"
Bern has a bee in her bonnet.
She's cleaned out most of our upstairs rooms, throwing God knows what away.
Now she wants to start on my little office.
I finally agreed, making sure I had time to go through stuff first.
I already threw away a huge trash bag full of stuff.
Today I found photos that were 20 years old and I didn't remember taking.
Also, tomorrow I'll get rid of 20 years of tax stuff I don't need to keep--just the last 4 years.
Lots of books too.
Tomorrow, CD's and Video discs I don't need and don't have anything to play them on.
Then I get to papers and writings and stuff.
Lordy, Lordy, that will be a task!
Going through old stuff makes you wash your hands a lot.
I have to admit, though I don't want to, that Bern was right to want to do this.
I may even get rid of my diplomas and ordination certificate and Phi Beta Kappa certificate all of which are framed and on either side of me as I type this.
Time to let the past go. That's what Bern keeps saying.
Perhaps she's right.
But I love disorder and she wants to make it orderly.