Friday, March 30, 2018

Watching HGTV—and all that stuff

We have friends whose mother lived in Arizona in a tiny mobile home the last decade of her life. She used to come and spend several weeks at Lakeside with them in the summer in her 90s. Just as sharp as a tack. She had so pared down her material goods, that she had almost nothing—by choice. She said when she died, they should just roll her “home” over a cliff. Now obviously, they didn’t do that, but she’d had a full life, and at the end, didn’t want to spend her moments left taking care of things.

I’m not there yet. Still have a problem with print and paper. . . everywhere. Every time I pull books to donate (like this week)  I can always suggest things for Bob to toss, but Monday he asked me about my Latin I and II books from high school, and they are still here on the shelf. But it did get me to thinking. Don’t know if the library sale really wants textbooks from the 1950s when I used to scribble in margins.

One of our favorite cable channels is HGTV (particularly Fixer Upper with Chip and Joanna) and although it’s been an evolution, I can hardly believe how much more luxuriously Americans live than in the 1970-1980s when everyone was talking about how we had too much stuff!  Fixer Upper has its own blog.  We just loved the show this week about redoing a 100 year old restaurant.

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