Everything was removed from the lower floor of the house. Boxes and boxes of personal belongings, clothing, my red patent shoes from France, family photographs, designer fabrics, carded wool batts from my own sheep...everything is gone. I will have a meeting with the company that removed the items on Friday afternoon to find out what happens next. I know he mentioned before that most things are too time consuming to recover, which means they are taken someplace. Some are donated, but I cannot help but be thinking that some one benefits from my things too. Perhaps the lot will be sold or auctioned off, since not much was damaged beyond repair, only beyond reasonable expenses paid to some one else to recover the items. The clothes could be dry cleaned or washed. The fabrics too, could be, but do I need these things?
I began to look for the silver lining in the situation. If fair market value to replace the items is paid then why I am trying to hold on to the stuff? Let it go, let it go...aka Frozen, the Disney favourite where the princess finally decides not to fight what is. That is what I am thinking. The clothing, the shoes, the fabric, I can let it go. The bronze lamps with mica shades were on tables and not damaged beyond what a good wipe down would fix, so they need to come back. The keyboard was not damaged either, nor the Greensleep bed which was in the furthest room. The antique furniture was not damaged, only will need cleaning to be recovered. I was planning to start liquidating, in fact that is exactly the stage I was at, going through boxes and bags. I had already given away 19 bags of clothing, sold lots of bedding and towels and gave some away too, and was deciding what fabric I actually wanted to keep. The sewing table is already set up in the other house, but the fabric, now might be gone. There is always more fabric.
So, in looking for the silver lining, I realized that perhaps some one knocked me on the noggin and helped me let go of things that I was having a hard time saying good bye to. Many of the fabrics were from my interior design business long ago and were collectors patterns, out of print and out of stock. Beautiful as they were, do I need them? No.
Until Friday, I am unclear as to how to proceed from here. I guess I will soon find out. Other than the photographs and the solid furniture, I am thinking this might be a blessing. I do plan to reopen the bed and breakfast too, so I need the furniture. Another bonus is that the entire apothecary, the essential oils, the liquid oils and hydrosols and herbs, will be moved over to my house and I do not have to do it! Blessings in disguise, I guess. What do you think?