A week’s worth of cleaning

Wow, busy weekend after a busy week.  My Mom came up from Florida this past weekend to review what things were where from my Grandmother’s passing, and to check up on me.  I cleaned all week to try to make sure it was bearable for her and minimize the “Oh, Nathan!” exclamations.  (I shudder and look around for things I’ve forgotten to do, just typing that.  I can hear it in my brain…)

I re-packed boxes that were half-reviewed and rebuilt shelves in the other bedroom to hold those re-packed boxes, organized boxes into roughly similar contents and re-shelved them, cleaned the bathroom by scrubbing all surfaces, moved all recyclable cans into the garage, took all shredded paper into the garage, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.

It turned out to be just bearable.  Just.  She did admirably well biting down on the stream of criticism I could see behind her eyes.

We took a drive up to Duluth to visit my Grandparents’ grave on Saturday, but the new snow made it impossible to do more than stand on the path.  And say “Hi.”

Grandparents' grave

My maternal grandparents’ grave, picture taken 20 April 2013.

After the visit, we went to a family friend’s place, where my Grandma’s furniture is being stored.  A desk, three tables, some drawers, and a chair.  It’s less than either of us remembered.

We then drove around town and took pictures of the places we used to live.

My childhood home.

My childhood home.  It’s smaller than I remembered.


Maternal Grandparents' house

My maternal grandparents’ house – it’s also smaller than I remembered.  Well, last time I was inside, I think I was about 3′ tall.

I can tell I’m getting older, I can’t make the drive in one straight go anymore.  I needed to get out and stretch in Hinckley.

Saturday ended with a little more cleaning, to make going through Grandma’s boxes easier.

Sunday we went through each and every item in those boxes, threw away things that were of no sentimental, historical, or monetary value, and re-packed them to await the trip back south with her and her fiancé in June.  Ended up with one less box she’ll have to move.  And I have one large garbage bag to take out.  But, I found a number of photos to scan, for the archives.

Today, my Mom is on a plane back to Florida, where she will, no doubt, be glad to get away from the snows of Minnesota.

And I feel a sinus infection coming on.

Oh, and something like seven or eight feet of snow forecast tonight.

At least the snowblower has gas in it.

I think I’ll spend the evening reviewing my newly recovered iTunes library for any missing items, and importing my DVDs.

Have fun, readers.  I’m going to try.