so . . . dirty, sweaty, tired, energized, satisfied, and spent . . . (26/60)

I have spent the day decluttering, organizing, moving, and rearranging my mama's (and dad) house after 19 years of living in it.  I'm not sure my mother understood what it meant when I said I'd organize . . . because I've gone a bit crazy.

But the result is beginning to show and I feel so happy about everything.

One example . . . the pantry . . . tomorrow I will show the bedrooms and living room and closets . . . 

Only, I still haven't showered and I was nasty sticky gross at 9am this morning . . . for reals, these Floridians are AMAZING.

I was drenched!  And had to snap a selfie . . 

This is me after . . . I look better than I felt (ick)

How they can run, let alone walk, let alone breath in this weather is beyond me.  I was a soggy, nasty, sweaty, tomato face, ugly girl when I came back from my 5 mile run (ok, walk).  I thought I was going to DIE.  Literally.  I looked like I had just stepped out of shower . . . water was running down my face, back, neck, arms, leg, bum in rivulets.

Yes, I've been nursing poweraide and water all day long.  And . . . eating constantly because I'm sure my sweat loss was food loss too (right?).  I'm telling you, it felt so good to be in the AC (how did they live without it?) and organize INSIDE.

I also got totally distracted as I was cleaning up when I found file after file of old pictures . . . here are a few of my favorites:


My Sweet Mama:

And that baby on my mama's back . . . it's me!

And her mama and daddy:

The baby is my mama, her Dad is holding her, her mama is in front of her

I'm thinking they were bringing her home from the hospital . . . my Grami was 16, my grandfather was 18

My Grandmother Goodrich . . . on the left

And my Dad's Dad and Mom:

My nurse Gram (dad's mama)

My grandfather when he went off to WWII (I think he was in his early 40s)

Only Picture of my Gram when she was little . . . she always talked about sledding when she was older . . . here she is.

And then . . . just us . . .my family and the other favorites:

My best friends . . . Jerry (cousin) and Joseph (brother) and what on earth am I doing with my face?

And why am I picking my nose?  I don't know . . . 

Joseph with the ladies (hes the little cutie in the corner) thus it always was . . . and ever shall be . . . 

Check out the shoes . . . AND socks . . .  (yes, I'm wearing sneakers)

And my favorite . . . closed eyed photos . . . remember those, when you didn't know your eyes were closed until two months later when the film was developed?  For old times sake . . . 

OH,  very bad choice.  Perm.  PERM!  I will NEVER live you down.

And that's a small taste of my day . . . I literally blew up my sibling and cousins phones with photos I'd found.  I may have used up my years quota of group text . . . ok, maybe a decade . . . but oh, the fun I had.

And now . . . I'm as usual going to bed (well, I may watch a tiny bit of Jane the Virgin . . . why didn't anyone tell me it was so good?  I.  Love.  It!)