Mercoledi Musicale

While I moan and whine about the move I'm pleased - a bit sadistically I must admit - to see that I am not alone in my misery. Our friends Beata, Tom and the girls are trying to get settled back into Ottawa after a long time abroad; Martin, Robert and Rufus are dealing with the first steps in moving into their new house; and Elizabeth - well Elizabeth has a great deal going on with moving into a new house, moving family and it would appear, unlike me, acquiring more things.

A few - a very few - of the chatkas that have found their way to St Vincent de Paul or the consignment house.  If memory serves its the tail end of the lot.  Papier-mache pumpkin anyone?

While our Liz is collecting more "stuff" we're divesting ourselves of things - those banquet sized linen tables clothes and matching napkins (yes I know Cathy you didn't expect that many!!!!), silverware, decanters, the second set of pots and pans, the three extra dinner services, those framed posters from the 70s and chatkas - lord help us the chatkas.  How many sets of dachshund shaped knife rests does one household need???  Many things have gone to Saint Vincent de Paul and many others - including our Mexican bedroom set - have gone to an consignment house here in Ottawa that specializes in Estate Sales.

Which brings me to my musical selection for today (stolen without shame from Elizabeth): a little ditty by the wonderful Cheryl Wheeler who seems to love Estate Sales as much as Liz does.  Maybe I should get them both to come up and take a look  - though it isn't quite like "going through dead people's houses" they'd certainly see "all the things we've collected".  Maybe either one of them would be interested in a lovely set of dachshund knife rests?????

31 agosto/August - San Raimondo Nonnato