Spring Cleaning

There's something about a loss that makes you reevaluate things in your life. Not just spiritually or emotionally, but physically too. All of a sudden possessions and things lose their worth and work doesn't seem as important as it once was. One thing is for sure, neither Marshall and I will ever put work over our family or ourselves again. If we feel we need to be off for something, we are taking off no matter who isn't happy about it.



I've felt the urge to do a bit of spring cleaning as well. While the yard sale helped us to get rid of some clothes and other miscellaneous things we didn't need, there were still some bigger items that needed to be gotten rid of. One was the big UFO couch that has been sitting in my mother's garage. I had tried and tried to sale it on craigslist, but had been unsuccessful numerous times.



Finally, Shea saw a picture of it and loved it! So today with the help of Dino and his truck, we moved the UFO couch out of my

mother's garage and into Shea's empty apartment. Even though the couch no longer was in my house, it was a relief to finally get rid of it. That feeling made me want to get rid of more stuff in our house that we don't ever use. So, I put my surfboards on craigslist and sold it within hours. It was a board that had been sitting in our shed taking up space for years. Nobody ever road it as we had 3 better boards hanging on the wall in our house. Most people would say my need to spring clean sounds more like the nesting phase of a pregnant woman instead of that of a grieving mother. Maybe they are right, but in a way I was in the nesting phase before Nolan passed away and it is still hard for me to shake that. It's hard to stop planning for a baby to enter your world and your house, even when you know he's not coming home. On the bright side of things, when Marshall and I do get pregnant again everything will already be ready for the new baby. Marshall won't have to put up with any nesting phase or other neurotic cleaning frenzy since I'm already going through that now. Then again, maybe he will. I'm sure I will find something I want different for the next baby.

We spent the afternoon at Battleship Park trying to see if JoJo and Sailor (Susan's dog) would enter the Dock Dogs contest. Well, after over an hour wait we had 2 minutes - that's right TWO - to see that JoJo was absolutely not interested in jumping off the dock after a ball. Then Sailor had his two minutes. While he looked slightly more interested than JoJo and did manage to get in the water, he too was not interested in jumping off the dock. So we spent an hour and a half of waiting for 4 minutes of good entertainment. Needless to say, we went straight home after that and spent the rest of the afternoon and evening hanging out at the house.