I knew it would be hard trying to figure out what I would be taking with me when we move and what I would have to give up but I didn't realize it was going to be this hard. I did this once before in 1984 but it wasn't so hard then because we really didn't have much that I had formed an attachment to. Since then things have become a lot different.
Back then we had all yard sale furniture which I had no problem letting go of. I didn't have a collection of old dishes from the 30's through the 60's. Nor did I have mostly antique furniture. Now I do. Back then we were able to put all we were taking with us for the move in the back of a pickup and off we went with the four of us (two small kids and two adults) in the cab of the truck for the 14 hour trip. There is no way that can happen this time.
There is just no way I can leave my antiques behind. I worked to hard to get them. I don't like modern day furniture. It's not built to last like my antiques were. My dinning room set is from the early 60's and is solid oak. None of the pressed broad laminated junk they sell today. My Lane cedar chest is from the 1940's and is made from real mahogany. So is my almost a 100 year old secretary which stands over 6 feet tall and is 4 feet long. Then there is my 1930's Waterfall bedroom set. Hell will freeze over before I part with that. It was bought for me at a auction when I was about 10 years old. When I was 14 we moved into a mobile home that my mom and step dad bought and put on some land. My bedroom in the mobile home had plenty of build in drawers and a big closet so I was talked into letting my grandmother borrow my bedroom set. I finally got it back in 1995 after she passed away. I almost had to fight to get it back because other family members thought they were going to take it. Lucky for me my grandmother remembered to put it in her will that it went back to me since I owned it and had loaned it to her.
My last three pieces of antiques are a mahogany vanity with a big mirror from the 40's and a metal vanity chair from the 60's and a tall 5 drawer dresser that is in my son's room from the 60's. All these pieces are well made and put together with out the aid of staples and nails. I love the detail work of the dovetails used to hold them together. Of the dowels used to help hold them and all the hand carved details that each piece has. My husband spent a lot of time carefully removing all the ugly paint people had put on some these pieces over the years and getting down to the beauty of the original look of the piece. I love these pieces all the more because he loved me enough to make them look beautiful for me again. How can I leave all that love behind? I can't!! There is just no way I can do it.
It seems like every time I find one thing to get rid of I find 10 more to keep. I was going to get rid of my Currier and Ives dishes but after talking to a good friend and my daughter about them I have decided to keep them. I don't know why as I never use them and they are really not that high on collectible value any more. For me they have more sentimental value then monetary value. My mother collected them from the old A&P store when I was a very small child and I can remember eating all holiday dinners off those dishes for many, many years at big family get together's. She had managed to collect a complete service for 24. When she moved 30 years ago from a big home into a 12 x 60 mobile home she gave them to me as she had no room for them any longer. My daughter wants me to keep the dishes for her when she finally gets her life settled. Until then she wants me to hold on to them.
To say it's going to be easy pack up and move is nothing more than a lie. it's going to be damn hard to do it. It's going to be damn hard to leave the home I have lived in for 19 years. My big old farm house that I always dreamed of having since I was a little girl. I think if I could take the house with me it would be easier on my but I have to face facts that that will not happen. Hopefully we will be able to find a big old farm house in Mississippi to rent.
Prepping Granny
Back then we had all yard sale furniture which I had no problem letting go of. I didn't have a collection of old dishes from the 30's through the 60's. Nor did I have mostly antique furniture. Now I do. Back then we were able to put all we were taking with us for the move in the back of a pickup and off we went with the four of us (two small kids and two adults) in the cab of the truck for the 14 hour trip. There is no way that can happen this time.
There is just no way I can leave my antiques behind. I worked to hard to get them. I don't like modern day furniture. It's not built to last like my antiques were. My dinning room set is from the early 60's and is solid oak. None of the pressed broad laminated junk they sell today. My Lane cedar chest is from the 1940's and is made from real mahogany. So is my almost a 100 year old secretary which stands over 6 feet tall and is 4 feet long. Then there is my 1930's Waterfall bedroom set. Hell will freeze over before I part with that. It was bought for me at a auction when I was about 10 years old. When I was 14 we moved into a mobile home that my mom and step dad bought and put on some land. My bedroom in the mobile home had plenty of build in drawers and a big closet so I was talked into letting my grandmother borrow my bedroom set. I finally got it back in 1995 after she passed away. I almost had to fight to get it back because other family members thought they were going to take it. Lucky for me my grandmother remembered to put it in her will that it went back to me since I owned it and had loaned it to her.
My last three pieces of antiques are a mahogany vanity with a big mirror from the 40's and a metal vanity chair from the 60's and a tall 5 drawer dresser that is in my son's room from the 60's. All these pieces are well made and put together with out the aid of staples and nails. I love the detail work of the dovetails used to hold them together. Of the dowels used to help hold them and all the hand carved details that each piece has. My husband spent a lot of time carefully removing all the ugly paint people had put on some these pieces over the years and getting down to the beauty of the original look of the piece. I love these pieces all the more because he loved me enough to make them look beautiful for me again. How can I leave all that love behind? I can't!! There is just no way I can do it.
It seems like every time I find one thing to get rid of I find 10 more to keep. I was going to get rid of my Currier and Ives dishes but after talking to a good friend and my daughter about them I have decided to keep them. I don't know why as I never use them and they are really not that high on collectible value any more. For me they have more sentimental value then monetary value. My mother collected them from the old A&P store when I was a very small child and I can remember eating all holiday dinners off those dishes for many, many years at big family get together's. She had managed to collect a complete service for 24. When she moved 30 years ago from a big home into a 12 x 60 mobile home she gave them to me as she had no room for them any longer. My daughter wants me to keep the dishes for her when she finally gets her life settled. Until then she wants me to hold on to them.
To say it's going to be easy pack up and move is nothing more than a lie. it's going to be damn hard to do it. It's going to be damn hard to leave the home I have lived in for 19 years. My big old farm house that I always dreamed of having since I was a little girl. I think if I could take the house with me it would be easier on my but I have to face facts that that will not happen. Hopefully we will be able to find a big old farm house in Mississippi to rent.
Prepping Granny