The boxes of my mom's stuff have been "resting" awaiting the next instalment of sorting.... the endgame.

Tonight I will go through the large box of "I want to keep" stuff and subdivide it further. One box for "bring home now" items that are calling to me to put them into daily use. An item she would love my using is a small travel purse that hangs on a lanyard-- it will go under the service dog's kerchief for his must-carry identification/shot record papers which I will reduce on the copier to lighten his load. One box for "no, don't need to keep, want to pass this on" and one for "might want after vacation, bring home to look thru when we get back."

At the same time the camper is readying for its 2012 vacay trip, with much purging of too-heavy items jettisoned for a hot southern vacay with a cheap AC on board required for my health. These are going into storage for next summer's cold-climate vacay where they will be needed and easily re-loaded.

Also in the sorting-mix is the Boondocker which I need to sleep in one night this week and then it will be purged enough for the vacay, which always needs thoughtful space allocation.

These are all things I will do the way my mother taught me, updated with the sort of present-time improvements I used to be able to call her to share-- we'd giggle and laugh like we never could when I was a kid.

The vacay includes time with son and DIL. DIL has been named Reigning Matriarch for obvious Alpha Female gifts and seasoned application of AF/RM skills. One of the boxes I've been sorting is going to them.

~Susan