Author: Mary

Holidays of the Past

This is Christmas Dinner in 1972. I took the photo, so you don’t get to see me at 9, but that’s my dad on the left, my grandmother in the middle, and my grandfather on the right. Yes, my dad put on a tie for Christmas; not sure about my grandfather, who usually dressed up as well. As was often the case, one light in the chandelier is out. They always burned out on a different schedule. And you may not be able to see it well, but those curtains have a kind off old english town street on them. I always thought they were very odd, but if I you go back to this photo, you can see that they were replaced with an even worse (in my humble opinion) floral print (although time may have altered the photo a bit).

The other interesting note (to me) is that at this time my dad wasn’t using arms on his wheelchair. I’m not sure when he put them on for good, but I think it was fairly near this time. And of course, there’s the serious over-the-top 1970s mustache he had, but then everyone did at that time.

All journeys begin with a single step…

So today I made the first major decision about moving – I choose a moving company. I got three estimates, and looked through all the paperwork they gave me, and tried to compare all the apples and oranges. Which was note made particularly easy by the fact that each company has a slightly different estimate sheet. But after all that I choose to go with – Priority Moving (and Wheaton) who had a reasonable price (not the cheapest, but the one that most closely listened to what I wanted) and good reviews of Angie’s List as well as other places. We’ll see if they live up to their rep (and I’ll make sure ‘the internets’ hears about it either way). It’s a first hurdle down, and they brought my first load of boxes to fill today as well, so I can start packing right away. Interestingly, if all goes as planned (and what could possibly go wrong?), I’ll be in Boulder in 4 weeks. Wow, I must’ve lost a month or two out of this year.