Hubby and I worked on the stack of boxes in our garage this weekend. Yes, it looks like we are moving in as the boxes are stacked so high and fat chance of us getting our cars in the garage. Hubby and I just finished bringing all the things we had in storage for the past year home to our garage.

We have quite a bit of my mother – in – laws things. Ma lives in a nursing home, it’s more like a hospital/nursing home. She’s had trouble with her knee for several years and had to have a knee replacement and the leg just gave her fits. A few years ago she had a fall in her home as her knee just gave out. Infection set in a couple years ago and she had to have that leg removed. She is such a character and calls that leg her stub.

She will be 80 years old in October and is as lively as some of the liveliest youngsters I know. She does not forget a birthday and as a matter of fact, she does not forget anything. I love being in her company and listening to her stories from years past. She is such a tease and will bring a smile to anyone who is in the room. I never got to meet Hubby’s father as he passed away the year before I met Hubby but from the stories I hear he was quite the character and a tease.

Hubby and his brother met in Arkansas after their mother had her surgery to take care of all of their mother’s belongings. When Hubby got home with a load of things, we realized we needed storage. After dealing with storage for a year, we realize we just need to go thru those things – mostly papers…box by box and get it cleaned out. This weekend was dedicated to getting some of the boxes cleaned out. Just one box at a time and we will eventually have a clean garage once again.