So I took a week-long vacation and headed with Valkyrie and the Tzeroling up to NH to spend some time with my folks, whom I haven’t seen in well over a year. And I underwent a ritual that, I think, finally confirms my status as a fully independent and (relatively) mature individual.
I got all my crap out of Mamma O’s garage.
Actually, it was kinda fun doing that, since I got to relive a lot of memories from my teens and early twenties, though it was hard having to realize I had to throw a lot of stuff out, primarily because some of it was thoroughly trashed, but also because of space considerations back here in VA.
The best part, however, was finding stuff I thought I had lost years ago. Like a small moneysock that contained Swedish coinage from the late 17th and early 18th centuries.
Other stuff I got back was:
[ul][li]Books I’d bought in Russia, including a really nice hardcover of Master and Margarita and a two-volume set of Shakespeare’s works.[/li][li]A neato-keen pair of hammer-and-sickle shorts from Peace Frogs.[/li]Tons of old family photos I got to dig through and remember who was who.[/ul]So, fellow Dopers - how about you? What treasures did you uncover or recover when you finally got those last few boxes out of your folks’ house?
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