Sir Charles Dickens nailed today with his "Tale of Two Cities."
The day started with me rising and having barely sufficient time to get showered, dressed and out the door for therapy. Then I looked at my phone - a text. "...the worst of times, ... ." A friend's mother left and went home to be with her husband and other ancestors. It wasn't really the worst, however. Her quality of life had seriously diminished, and it was definitely a great day.
Therapy had me with a substitute therapist. Not a bad guy, I must admit. No pain until after I left. That went away after I got home, and I actually completed a couple additional exercises this evening. That isn't done on a "normal" therapy day (but then I don't usually have to be there by 9:30 AM).
I finally began a cleaning task that I have been delaying for many, many, ... months. Cleaning the office!. The "rodents' tracks" had been identifiable on the shelving, so I began there. After a few hours, I have about 1/4 of one shelf completed. I scored one "recycler" Christmas present. However, the "best" - I netted $89: $10 in a going away card when I left Buzzi, $20 in a wedding card, and $59 in a birthday card from mom.
I have always said that if someone else has to clean out my house, they should look in every card that I have saved. I am starting that task myself. In fact, I even discarded many Christmas cards from 1998 today. I have gotten a real start on the process.
Included in the morass that I evaluated was a few quotes related to family trees and relatives. I believe I will close with some of them at this time.
"I trace my family history so I know who to blame."
"A family tree can wither, if no one tends to its roots."
"Genealogy: where you can confuse the dead and irritate the living."
~ Edmund Burke
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