This past week my
mom, Ashley and I worked to price my grandmother's things for an estate
sale that we had Friday and Sat. The rest of my family and my sister
came down on Thursday to help out. Wow! That was a yard sale. There
was a ton of stuff, especially since my sister and I also took down some
things. But, the Lord blessed it and we sold an amazing amount of her
things. I estimate we only had about 10 or 12 medium size boxes left,
plus clothes, which is nothing compared to what we started with. On
Friday between 7 am and 6:30 pm, I think we only had one short time
period (maybe 5 min.) where there were no customers. Most of the time
we were swamped and couldn't keep up, and that was with 6 of us working
the sale. In the 2 days I'd say only about 4 people left without buying
something. I am exhausted!!!!! Oh, and I made $130 off of my junk!
I was able to bring
home my grandmother's dining room suite that I have always loved. Only
the china cabinet is actually in my dining room. We have a large table
that we just bought in the spring, an eating bar, and a pathway to the
back door, so there is not much room left in a small area. We were able
to put the buffet in my living room, and I think it is going to look
really pretty there. But, the table, hmmmm..... I didn't want to
use it right now when we still have little ones. This is the dining
room furniture my grandmother has had at least my whole life. I'd like
to try to find out when she bought it. So for now, the table will be
in.....my bedroom?! I may cover it and use it for a scrapbook table.
Thankfully, I have a large bedroom. I also brought home an old,
beautiful chair. It does need recovering because I don't like the
material (at all!), then I hope to use it either in my living room or in
the corner of my bedroom, along with an beautiful old round side
table I brought also. It was difficult leaving her house yesterday,
knowing that would be the last time I ever went there. The house sold
while we were there, and that is a good thing and a burden lifted off of
my parents, but it was sad. My mom never lived in that house, but it's
the only house I ever knew my grandparents to live in, and I have a lot
of memories there.
Last Tuesday after
Ashley, Daniella, and I had already left with my mom and dad, Marissa
found her 7 year old cat outside her bedroom window crying. He had been
attacked by some kind of wild animal or dog. His front leg was ripped
open to the bone about 7" long. They rushed him to the vet. Poor
Marissa was so upset, but I think Briana
did a great job of comforting her and helping her get through it. He
was in shock, which the vet said probably saved his life, b/c it kept
him from bleeding to death. He did live through it, and had surgery the
next day. The worst case scenerio is that his leg will have to be
amputated, but after a week in the hospital (and you don't even want to
know the bill!) they are 95% hopeful that he will regain full use of
it. For now, he has to stay in a kennel for the next 2 weeks. We
borrowed a huge dog kennel from my sister, which can hold a litter box,
food/water bowl, and plenty of room for Shadow to lay down and even move
around a little. He can't quite make his leg go where he wants it to,
and doesn't put it down much, but the vet says he's putting more weight
on it the last 2 days and they are hopeful. I'm sure he will have to
stay inside much longer even after he is out of the kennel, even if he
does fully recover.
It gets worse, though. When we came in early morning this morning, we found Ashley's
cat had died. This is just unbelieveable. I guess it's just the
timing that makes it that way. She had had Pepper for 16 years, so it
obviously wasn't a complete surprise, but then again you are never ready
for it. She loved that kitty so, so much, and her heart is breaking
right now.
Pepper, our sweet, old friend
We will miss him terribly.
I had a few things
written down for Marissa to do, such as math, while I was gone, but the
morning after I left was her cat's attack, and she was so upset, then
had to pack that she ended up not being able to do it. After coming in
so late last night, all the trauma going on with pets, my house
ransacked with all this new furniture and rearranging furniture, and
pure exhaustion, I doubt we will do any bookwork this week, either. I'm
not worried about it, though, because I know we are learning all the
time. We will get some reading done probably. She also spent some
great time with James' mother while I was at my grandmother's house. (
James and the little ones slept there the 5 nights. It's about 30 min.
from my grandmother's house.) And, she has certainly had and will
continue to get an education as she has watched her kitty go through
this and she cares for him.
I am so thankful we
are all back home safely and the Lord is caring for us even in our
storms. I am also thankful that we homeschool, so that taking this trip
and learning life's lessons are possible.
Letitia
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