Archive for April, 2009

Apr 26

Unpacking Treasures: Grandma’s Good Crystal

I’ve been in my new place a little over a week now and slowly, I’m emptying boxes and finding homes for things. Today I unpacked a box of glassware that had been in my mother’s garage for over 10 years. Glassware my grandmother collected and held on to for many years before that and brought back to California with her in 1994.

I’ve been holding on to this box for about a year and would have more if grandma had not promised everyone they could have it. I told mom and sis that I just wanted the martini glasses grandma said she had; a cute mini set she had said was in one of the 3 or 4 boxes of crystal. I dug through several boxes at my mom’s house and found the one marked “Good crystal glasses.”

That box sat in my coat closet in my previous apartment because that’s how long I have been planning to move. But now I am in a place I’m thinking I might settle in for a little while – granted I was in the other place nearly 9 years – and today I decided to unpack the glass.

As I unwrapped and tore the paper off of each piece, I grew more and more excited. The box contained seven etched tulip shaped Princess House glasses, five etched wine goblets, five etched brandy glasses, two sets of two souvenir drink glasses, a couple serving platters, a few stray wine glasses, a vase and…

A set of colored martini glasses with a pitcher. (sorry about the crappy picture, taken with my trusty Blackberry because I cannot get pics off of my actual camera)

martini-set

The glasses had been revealed slowly as I removed various glasses from the box. I felt the handle on the pitcher before unwrapping it…I was just hoping for a cute carafe or something. When I pealed back the paper and saw that the pitcher matched the martini glasses, I squealed with glee. I has hoping for a sixth glass, but the pitcher is a great consolation prize.

I guess sometimes it really is worth keeping some things you haven’t used or seen for years. At least 15 years, that box hadn’t been opened and today it was a treasure I unpacked in my new home.

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Apr 14

Reflections The Night Before Moving Day

I’m tired. I’ve spent the last five days sorting through nearly a decade of my life and now I’m just tired. Emotionally, drained and simulteneously liberated. Excited and anxious…

I guess I should slow down a little…

For a while now, I’ve been on the hunt for a new place to live. There were several instances of premature excitement followed by subsequent disappointment, but this time its real. I found a flat closer to work, in a quiet little neighborhood in the OC (rolls eyes), with good schools, a fireplace, walk through closet, brand new carpet, paint, counters…everything. Its perfect.

But moving means having to pack; having to go through all the stuff I’ve accumulated for the eight years I’ve been in my current apartment. It’s a sort of deciding what baggage to take with me and what to leave behind. To be honest, I wanted to leave behind as much as possible because with all this transition, there must be something truly wonderful on the horizon. If I take too much baggage with me, I won’t have room.

So the clutter has been cleared and everything pretty much ready to be hauled away. Tomorrow begins a new adventure, a new chapter of my life, if you will. A step further closer to the manifestation of my developing prosperity consciousness. It is indeed a beautiful thing to understand what the bible means when it says, “I wish you would be in good health and prosper as your soul prospers.”

And that is exactly how I feel. As though I am prospering as my soul prospers. There was a time when my phone number changed every few months. Today I have the same cell phone number I have had for just over four years. I have been saving and paying down dept…becoming financially responsible and I am starting to see the rewards of such stewardship.

Tomorrow I move. It is as literal as it is symbolic; a fresh start, a new beginning. I’m a mash of emotions, but one this is certain: I’m going to be sleeping in my new room tomorrow. And what a beautiful sleep it will be.

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