Monday, November 23, 2009

Personal Effects

Place: tesg's Townhouse of Solitude
Lunch: Marie Callendar's Pasta Al Dente Chicken Carbonara, garlic cheese toast, Dublin Dr Pepper (in a can)

Over the weekend, I went looking for something I was sure I had a spare of. This led to searching the usual areas and coming up with nothing.

This led to the computer room closet.

It's far more daunting than it sounds.

The computer room closet (aka the 2nd bedroom closet) is a vast wasteland of boxes and items that got moved from the old house, never to be seen again. Boxes of I'll get to sorting this and seeing why I bothered moving it at all later type stuff.

Three of these turned out to be boxes of personal effects Wife #1's company gave me after she passed away. I'd never opened them...life was far too hectic between her passing and getting on with life, let alone a major move.

Three boxes. I guess you can accumulate a lot of stuff over a two-decade career at the same place.

So I finally went through them. It was sort of a revealing experience.

Some of the things I found...

-A mystery glass sealable food container that didn't match any of our sets.
-A box of Hamburger Helper single microwaveable packs of chicken Alfredo (unopened).
-A hand can opener that looked like it had never been used.
-A couple dozen photos of our cats (the current cats and the three previous).
-A framed picture of us at Cannon Beach.
-Several mini cat figurines.
-A Star Kist tuna fish, crackers, and mayonnaise lunch kit (unopened).
-A mini desk clock she'd asked me for for Christmas around ten years ago, looking as if it never left the box (it was indeed still in the box).
-A stuffed bear.
-Vitamins.
-A portable electric fan.
-Several company-branded items, trophies, and tokens.
-A random T-shirt I'd never seen before

But the one that really haunted me was the 2007 365-day cat calendar. One of those calendars where you pull off a page every day.

The day displayed, of course, was the last day she was in the office.

Wow. Just...wow.

Time just stood still at that point, I guess.

Well, the closet has a few less boxes in it now, and my trash can is full.

I never did find that gadget I was looking for.