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Cleaning the Kitchen/Dining Room
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Next weekend Frank is coming out to rip the badly soiled and soaked dining room and kitchen carpet and I am preparing the way for this to occur all week. I have emptied the hutch of all the glassware and when he gets here he will slide it into the "living room" and I am now in the process of carrying all of the books in the dining area back into the back bedroom and have definitely hit a snag. Because of my feeble old body I am making hundreds of trips from the dining area to the back bedroom with only two or three books at a time and as I stack them in the bedroom I cannot resist a peek or two into a forgotten book or one that I haven't read in a long time. So this phase of emptying the dining area and kitchen is going rather slow. Below are a few excerpt from just a few books that caught my eye and slowed the process:
From a book published in 1953 and on which I have not cast an eye in years and years:
In applying for a parole, T--- B---- an inmate of Jackson prison and a former member of the "Baby Face" Nelson gang wrote to the state parole board as follows..."In Luke 11:10, Christ says, 'everyone that asketh receiveth and he that seeketh findeth, and to him that knocketh it shall be opened'. By virtue of the preceeding, how about a parole?"
The Board replied promptly:
"See Luke 11:17 'Trouble me not; the door is now shut' "
There were several other things in that particular book like:
"Some of us would do well to emulate the woman who realized that her fears were ruining her life, so she made herself a "worry table". In tabulating her worries she learned that:
40% of her list will never happen, anxiety is the result of a tired mind.
30% of the items are about old decisions long made that she can now do nothing about.
12% of the items were lies and untruths that were made about her by people that felt inferior to her.
10% were items of gossip about her health which got worse when people gossiped about her.
8% of the items were real and legitimate complaints that she should correct anyway.
And lastly there was this old man in Ireland--sixty or more--with whom I climbed the famous Croagh Patrick, the titular mountain of Ireland's famous religious figure. As we stood on the summit looking east, west, north, south to take in the truly ineffably beautiful view of the sea, bog, sky and the clouds which all tear at the heartstrings at once the old man murmured as to himself, "Here is the wherewithal to gather memories to support our souls for ever more". And I realized that he was right.
My house is 59 feet long and I am carrying these books for the whole length of house--two or three or a few more at a time and because I read little bits of the books like the above it usually takes me fifteen or twenty minutes to make a trip. But that is OK. I have four days to get the books out of the dining area before Frank gets here.
love
dad, granpa, ami
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