A new batch of charity knitting was collected last week when I visited my mom. She's clicking on those needles a lot more to use up some yarn before moving to Houston.
The moving, however, is not quite coming along. More precisely the getting-rid-of-stuff-before-moving is not coming together at all. It's been over two months since she decided to move, and she has hardly cleaned out anything. Every time I talked to her on the phone, she promised to start as soon as we hang up the phone. Her closets are still completely packed to the brims, empty boxes piled up high, and she just wants to sit down, watch TV and knit. I'm not sure if it's age or the whole prospect of packing and moving simply too overwhelming, she just doesn't seem to want to deal with it at all. I will have a few more chances to go down there and help her sort though all the books, files, clothes, and just general "stuff", then we have to sell or give away all the furniture, pack up boxes that are going to be shipped to Houston. It sounds like a very daunting task.
That's enough whining.