When I woke up this morning, I was expecting to find a house full of Weatherfords but shockingly, they had already left. I stared at the place in the yard where the camper had been last night and it was empty. There was no sound of children, no Jessie giggles, no Vergil voice. I went to the Glen Den and said to my husband, "They're already gone?"
"Vergil had a 9:00 work call he had to make," he said.
I pondered for a moment.
"We will now resume our regularly scheduled program," I said.
And so we have.
I knew exactly what I wanted to do today and I did it. First though, I did some laundry and made up the bed and folded and put away the boys' sheets and blankets and the little beds themselves. I wanted my decks cleared for the task I'd been looking forward to for so long.
And I began.
First I went through the bins that we'd put everything in from the old cabinets. I put all of the flashlights in one small bin, all of the light bulbs in another. The batteries got their own designated box as did the insect repellants and ant traps and flea spray and all things unpleasant for bugs. Almost everything is fairly well organized in a logical fashion, or at least to my mind.
And then I began putting all of the canning stuff on a top shelf. Not the kettle because that went on the bottom with other pots I don't really have room for in my kitchen cabinets. But jars and lids and bands and pickling salt.
On to my cast iron which is now at a much easier level to get to. That stuff is heavy and it's wonderful not to have to get down on my knees to lift it out. The large bags and boxes and bottles of food and juices were transferred, making the cabinets where they'd been kept so much easier to find things in. I put the potatoes and onions in baskets. They had been stored in the bottom cabinet of my kitchen hutch along with a bunch of other stuff- a constant inconvenience. I moved baking pans from an entirely different cabinet to make them more accessible. I transferred vases and liquor stuff from the counter under my glass-front china cabinet. Also, big platters that have been stored in that china cabinet, always threatening to crash down if whatever was in front of it was moved.
I have so much more room in my junk drawer because I moved all the batteries out of it. So much more room in my food cabinets. So much more room in the cabinet where I keep my glassware because I had too many mason jars in there and I do use them as drinking glasses, but I sure didn't need as many of them as there were. I remember the first time Mr. Moon's parents visited us and I think they must have been shocked at my use of canning jars as drinking glasses because they bought me a set of nice ones. It was hard for them to fathom anyone who could afford real glasses drinking out of what they put their beans up in. But they're sturdy and easy to hold on to and I have never found any other glasses to drink out of that I like as well.
I think I will now be inspired to more fully organize, to give things away, to trash the stuff that no one could possibly want.
Led out of the courtroom in cuffs.
And they probably won't in my lifetime.
But this is a tiny step in the right direction.
Few things are as satisfying to me as a cleaned-out and re-organized cupboard. I suspect it's a control thing.ReplyDelete
And praise to whatever god is up there. Some shred of justice at last.
Control AND ease of use. A truly messy cabinet is so hard to find things in.Delete
A shred of justice. You are right.
that pantry is a thing of beauty and so nice to have things *at hand* rather than digging for them. Good for you!!!!!!!!!! And. Yes. I was on the phone with my brother chatting (about the trial, no less) when the verdict came in.....and we both celebrated on the phone simultaneously! YES! One little positive in the big scheme.....but it's a damned good start! I lift my glass to the Floyd family, and to all the jurors who so distinctly and vehemently said YES in a clear and loud voice today.ReplyDelete
Me too! Hearing those voices was very moving to me. I think all of those jurors deserve our admiration. And I think they will all need counseling.Delete
I cried a little, too. Finally, finally, justice.ReplyDelete
For a moment. This moment.Delete
I read that verdict and thought, finally.ReplyDelete
The pantry is beautiful. I love it! Maybe I'll clean out my pantry.
Finally is right!Delete
Cleaning out a pantry is not easy but so worth it.
I was praying for all guilty. Great. He looked amazed as juror after juror affirmed their verdicts. The true hero was the young girl who had the presence of mind to record that terrible scene. Her video was the main case against the murderer.ReplyDelete
Great kitchen reorg!
I agree with you. That girl who videoed the murder was probably being threatened by the police the whole time, not to mention it had to be horrifying to her to record what she was seeing.Delete
When I saw that the verdict had come down and it was for all 3 counts ... I hollered "hallelujah" and thank you God!ReplyDelete
It's a definite start and there is still the problem with all the guns and more people getting killed -- slaughtered! It has to stop!!!
Your lips to god's ear, Marcia. Absolutely.Delete
I am so happy for Minnesota tonight, and all of us.ReplyDelete
And how wonderful is that reorg? Wonderful, that's what.
It feels so good to have all those shelves, that space to make my life easier.Delete
And now they DOJ is going to investigate the Minnesota police departments. Damn time.
It's a beautiful space you and Mr Moon have created. I know if I had such a glorious green pantry I would have spent all day popping back to give it admiring glances.ReplyDelete
I didn't know relief was such a strong emotion but I'm happy to live with that in this moment.
I have been popping back in and out to look at my pantry, Liz! It is so beautiful.Delete
Relief can be better than joy.
It sounds like those new shelves will solve a lot of problems! It must be a huge relief to have them done, and they look great!ReplyDelete
Yes, the Chauvin verdict is a step toward justice. The right-wingers are already buzzing about ways to appeal it. :/
Mr. Moon is such a good carpenter. I am so pleased with his work. I think he's proud of it too.Delete
The right-wingers can go...well, anything I could say here would be extremely obscene but it would involve donkey dicks.
Great pantry! Helps make space in all of your other cabinets! Perfect!ReplyDelete
I was so relieved to hear the verdict. The prosecution had it right, "Believe your eyes, You saw what you saw." Thank goodness the young woman was brave enough to film it.
She was SO brave. They should name a street after her. I swear.Delete
None of Chauvin's colleagues turned him in. He murdered a man in broad daylight. The verdict was reached because Danella Frazier, a 17 year-old, kept taping despite threats from cops on the scene. While the verdict doesn't bring back Mr. Floyd, justice is truth. For the accountability the verdict brings, we all weep because finally, this one time, we see it before our eyes.ReplyDelete
And none of those cops shouted at him to stop. They should be charged too. All of them. That's my opinion.Delete
And as I said in the comment above, there should be a Danella Frazier Street. At the very least.
That pantry is a thing of beauty! Between your stove and pantry, you have a dream kitchen!It’s so satisfying having a place for everything. And yes, finally a bit of justice. So much more to be done.ReplyDelete
I do have a dream kitchen. I have been thinking that very same thing myself.Delete
SO much more to be done. It HAS to be done.
a beautiful pantry! and the look of fear and disbelief on his face when the judge read the verdict was very satisfying. smug bastard. all credit goes to that child who bravely videoed the whole thing. without it, he would have gone free.ReplyDelete
Those are some seriously magnificent pantry shelves. How did you know that green color would be so perfect?ReplyDelete
And yes, justice for George Floyd. Amen.