Preparing
for things is definitely not my strong suit. When I went in to be induced for
my first child I poked my head out of the bathroom door and asked the nurse if
I should remove ALL of my clothing before putting on the hospital gown. Yes. Really.
I had no idea what to expect. I do prepare for some things to some extent but
for the most part my ADHD brain looks at the big picture, thinks it’s a great
idea, then realizes there a lot of small steps to take to get there and totally
checks out. This is kind of funny because I am a detail person in that I notice
details to an almost scary degree, but doing them myself to get to the big
picture, well, I sometimes forget about those things.
I have been
toying with getting my house on the market soon. Do you realize there are
things you need to do to prepare your home for this? Well, apparently you don’t
just plop a “For Sale” sign in the yard. I really do want to put my home’s best
shingle forward so I’m doing what I can to give it a little face lift. What’s
wrong with this? Nothing… if you are a detail kind of person. When you are a
person like me you are awaiting the home make-over fairy to come in at night
and make it magically deliciously clean and appealing. Hasn’t happened. So… I
called Roger.
Roger is a
painter and is highly recommended by the other Douglas sisters. If I can trust
anyone it’s the other Douglas sisters. Roger is fantabulous and scours my home
and gives me a more-than-fair estimate of a total re-paint of my walls (inside)
because we both realize that somewhere in the thirteen years I have lived here,
I must have had the insatiable desire to live in a patchwork quilt. With wall
colors varying from room to room we decide to prepare my home by easing the
eyes of anyone who may want to view this attraction with color continuity.
Being on a
high from taking the first big step in getting my home ready, I decided to
begin packing my china cabinet. This would do a couple of things; allow us to
move it more easily when time comes for Roger to paint and remind me what is in
the china cabinet that is so important that it actually takes up space in the
china cabinet.
As I was preparing
the dining area for its upcoming make-over I wasn’t prepared for the emotional
ride I was about to take. For thirteen years, no actually for more than twenty
years I have seen Royal Dalton in my china cabinet. The set was never completed
but it was beautiful. Then there is the Christmas china, only a few pieces, but
it beckoned to me as I took it off the shelf and held it in my hands. I wrapped
so gently the tea cups and almost apologetically placed them in a box. I have
this strange knack for feeling sorry for inanimate objects. This was one of the
times I was feeling this way. I wanted to tell these precious china dishes how
badly I felt that they had never been used. I looked at and held Mary Abbott’s
nesting dolls from… Romania maybe? I don’t remember, my mom got them for her.
There were several things from other countries that Mom had brought us,
crystal, and a painted giraffe that Mary had painted when she was very young.
I wasn’t
prepared to burst into tears when I wrapped the newspaper around the china and
place it in the box. I wasn’t prepared to think to myself that the only times I
had touched these fine, beautiful dishes was when I had wrapped them up, or
unwrapped them, or occasionally cleaned them and put them back in the cabinet.
I wasn’t prepared to go back down memory lane and wonder why on earth we have
these beautiful things we never, ever use?
As newly-engaged star struck lovers we put so much time and effort into picking out the perfect pattern, the
perfect settings, the perfect silver, crystal, linens. We place it beautifully
in a cabinet and walk by it every day for years. Waiting. For what?
I realize
many years ago women used fine china and silver more often than now, but why
are waiting? Why are we waiting for a better and more special time to use our
Grandmother’s apple dishes? Why are we waiting to use the special china or
crystal? What are we waiting for? I know it sounds trite but for heaven’s sake
what if that special day never comes? I have no big days ahead of me. I am not
planning a big event; no big dates, no weddings, no dinner parties. But tonight
I decided to break out the crystal. Ok, I did break one ornament but that was
by accident.
I broke out
the Waterford. For myself. Because every day that I’m here is pretty special
and I don’t see a reason to wait anymore. I registered for these beautiful
pieces of china, crystal, etc years ago with high hopes and waited. No more
being sad for what I haven’t used. No more wondering why I have unused china. Granny would love that I am using her apple dishes.
I think the coffee will taste better in that anyway.
No more waiting
for something special. Use the crystal. Use the china. Break out everything
wonderful that you have been saving for that special day. Make today (or
tonight) that special day! Aren’t you worth the Waterford?
Becky Wilkenson
February 3, 2015
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