Oh Gris, I'm so sorry. Both for the losses and the logistics.

that item is now in the Goodwill pile.

My neighborhood does a thing once a year in January (wisely timed to be after Christmas) called Up For Grabs Day. Tables are set up in the gym of one of the churches, with categories marked on signs above them (electronics, books, housewares, kids' clothes, mens' clothes, womens' clothes, toys, etc.). And people bring whatever they want to get rid of, and can browse and take home as much as they want of what they find. People who don't have anything to get rid of can pay a $5 fee, and then take home as much as they want. But I think most people show up with piles of stuff.

I have been keeping a list of what we want to get rid of. It's in a couple of weeks and I cannot wait. And we usually come home with other stuff, but generally it's things we legitimately needed. Tim got a fully functioning flat-screen computer monitor there one year.

I think at the end of the event, whatever is left then goes to Goodwill.

Oh, Gris, I'm so sorry. Your poor family.

Gris, I am so sorry for your loss. What a sad coincidence.

My condolences, Gris.

Sue, wanna come to Disney in March? Meet the whole wakky family? C'mon, you know you wanna.

msbelle, I love you and I am sure I would love your family, but I don't think Disney is my jam. I am the worst amusement park person in the world: I am both afraid of heights and so prone to motion sickness that I have to take gravol for the bus ride from Cape Breton to Halifax. (It's a windy road!)

Gris, that's an awful double blow. I hope you're able to be where you need to be.

I feel that Euler's Identity is played out. No offence to Euler--I certainly don't have a competing identity--but yeah, it was fucking radical when I was fifteen, but is there any other shorthand for really cool mathematics?

Just saying. ::shrug::

From watching TV this week, I'd really like someone to go through my closets, but what I really need to do is separate stuff into sizes, so I know what not to bother try on at what times, since I have little conscious impact on what size I am, and keep thinking my entire wardrobe is up for grab at the same time.

miss ita, it's just that you command respect

I am happy to be miss ita, with an exclamation point if you're nasty.

I am the worst amusement park person in the world: I am both afraid of heights and so prone to motion sickness that I have to take gravol for the bus ride from Cape Breton to Halifax.

Me, too! Well, not that particular bus ride. But amusement parks and Sophia are non-mixy things. When I was in middle and high school, they used to give us a trip to an amusement park at the end of the year as a reward (some students had to stay at school), I felt like it was torture. And for some reason, they wouldn't let me decline to go!

I was mostly kidding. I think I will be the only one on this trip that REALLY like roller coasters. But coasters are not really the deal at Disney, most of the rides are tame, ymmv.

I am okay on toddler level amusement rides. The scrambler is almost too much for me.