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Eor just finished, yesterday, scanning two boxes full of my family's old photos, slides, journals, letters, and other ephemera which my cousin loaned us for that purpose.This inspired me to go back to trying to copy all my Mom's old journals at http://sillama1.diaryland.com/older.html . I'm up to 2002-01-28. Last time I started doing this (at least a year ago) I got too depressed to continue. Night before last I got weepy, berating myself for not having read these when she wrote them, when she was alive and I could have commented on them. But I managed to go back to it with a stouter heart last night, and continued a bit this morning.
This morning I want to cry because I have so far to go. And because, as I catch sight of bits here and there, I'm reminded again why I didn't read them in the first place: I hate the way she wrote, and I would get annoyed every time I read her posts. I have a hard time putting my finger on what annoys, though. The yearly curriculum guide is not done. Not by a long shot. I'm going to have to buckle down this week and put in some serious "grind" time on it. If you're going to use 'grind' (an uncecessary word) why put it in quotes? That sounds supercilious! Argh. Why could my Mom annoy me so much, and even from beyond the grave?
The second anniversary of her death is coming up in one week. And I still haven't gotten rid of her damned house.
This morning I want to cry because I have so far to go. And because, as I catch sight of bits here and there, I'm reminded again why I didn't read them in the first place: I hate the way she wrote, and I would get annoyed every time I read her posts. I have a hard time putting my finger on what annoys, though. The yearly curriculum guide is not done. Not by a long shot. I'm going to have to buckle down this week and put in some serious "grind" time on it. If you're going to use 'grind' (an uncecessary word) why put it in quotes? That sounds supercilious! Argh. Why could my Mom annoy me so much, and even from beyond the grave?
The second anniversary of her death is coming up in one week. And I still haven't gotten rid of her damned house.