Monday Mimisms ~ Panic In The Attic
How Not To Spend a Weekend
As you know, Bloggingham Palace is under renovation. Last I checked, it was still standing. Barely. My quest for a personal zen space is taking time and painstaking effort. But it will be so worth it when I'm finished.
I've been cleaning out and throwing out and rearranging from top to bottom.
It was time to face the dreaded attic this weekend.
In all my purging I've found unsettling things. And wonderful things too.....letters and diaries and photos. My wedding dress, recital dresses, little boy toys, trains, firetrucks, potty chairs, college books, crutches, spider webs, baseball gloves, and a full set of ancient black bound Compton's Pictured Encyclopedias my dad bought for us back in the day before googling computers. I used that set throughout junior high. Memories full of dust and joy.I loved opening the inside cover.
Then the crazed squirrel showed up.
"I see fur, Mom! And nuts!"
"Where??!"
"In the dormer windowsill," said my laughing grown son who'd come to help me sort through the junk. If he hadn't been here I would still be standing frozen in place and screaming.
Shocking nerve of that rodent! I am not his personal rent-a-space.
Shoo!!
The brave one took care of vetting out the squirrel and nailing the window shut. I sneezed a lot and continued to poke around without stepping the wrong way and falling through the ceiling.
I found a huge gilded frame I'd bought years ago at an auction. I decided to resurrect it and use it in the den. The red trim is perfect. I'd forgotten it was there!
Things were looking up without the nutty squirrel around.
And then I looked down.
And then I looked down.
I gathered her up and dusted her off. She looked perturbed with me really.
Lying face up in a box beside the Monopoly Game.
A long ago present from my mother
a bride doll with green eyes like her own
Lying face up in a box beside the Monopoly Game.
A long ago present from my mother
a bride doll with green eyes like her own
Time to wake up. Time to wake up for both of us.......
Dreams from my mother. Knowledge from my dad.
Teasing from my son.
Nuts from a squirrel.
All in all, not a bad weekend.
If you don't count the screaming.
Teasing from my son.
Nuts from a squirrel.
All in all, not a bad weekend.
If you don't count the screaming.
*Photography credit: Mimi Lenox*
15 comments:
"I see fur, Mom! And nuts!"
that. cracked. me. up. :D
You found some wonderful treasures... the doll and the frame were definitely worth the sneezing and braving your resident rodent!
Love the photos!!!
Ah, such sweet, tender, loving memories. That is priceless. However, I thought you were going to see a family of squirrels when you looked inside the box. I held my breathe. Oh, thanx God! I would have fainted. Me and rodents -- excuse but, a resounding HELL NO!!! Charming frame, trains, toys. Such treasures, indeed. Cheers Mimi!!
I invited a friend to play along in your memes. Hope you don't mind?
How fun!!!
This is what attics are supposed to be all about!!!
I will definitely want to know more about the attic stuff and the Bloggingham renovation!
Dawn - Oh, it was funny alright! ha ha ha ha ha and achoo!
But worth the trip up there. Squirrel or no squirrel.
I hope he's gone for good.
Bobby/Mimi - Whew. A rodent in the box would have sent me falling through the ceiling for sure. I hear you.
Of course I don't mind. The more the merrier.
Ferd - It's the zen space I'm after. I wrote about it in a post.
I hope you and Princess Gail can visit again in the Spring.
We need to catch up soon!
Attics are fascinating places - such treasures to be found!
The doll is beautiful. What a wonderful treasure to come across.
I'm glad you weren't alone with that rodent. Eeek.
I need to de-clutter, but I can't get motivated. Instead I sit in front of the computer.
Good for you to be working on a zen space.
OH NOOOOOoooooo!
I used to hate cleaning out like this, but more and more it becomes an excuse to remember good times.
a good early jump on the spring cleaning!
sounds like a great way to spend the day...if you don't count the screaming....
I bet the memory laden treasures you found will bring many precious memories!
Doesn't every Royal have her own Palace Squirrel?
Sounds like you had a productive weekend, both in ways that can be measured and ways that can't.
I had the same set of encyclopedias!!!!! Just looking at the insidecover took me back to those well worn volumes...
Coopernicus
glad you won out and all is well in the castle
Well, I'm glad you got to see the doll instead of the critter.
That squirrel sure had some cheek to steal free room and board in your attic!
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