Moving is a nightmare, even under the best of circumstances (hiring a crew to box it, label it, move it, unpack it in your new abode), and I'm not sure I could bear to read very many words about the agonies of MOVING.

But Edgar and Elsie - always!

Tim's mom used to make latch-hook rugs. Sometimes from kits, with pre-cut yarn, and patterns printed onto a grid. Even when they were all the rage, I thought these garish 1970s yarn rugs were revolting, but there's a niche for them to this day.

I was always tripping over these rugs when visiting the in-laws. Lumpy things...

Now I wonder where they all went. Not into the landfill, I hope! Tim didn't accompany his brothers' wives in the purging of the house. I shudder to think of all the things people discdard when emptying the house of a lost loved one. My neighbor said she went through twelve enormous rented dumpsters for her mom's stuff. i cannot imagine. We hoarders just keep packing things in tighter....