Housekeeping 1 June 2020

Those of you following my different blogs on e-Blogger and Facebook the last few months will know - ho usework was never my forte. Jeff passing in the middle of lockdown with no maid available, has emphasised my lack of skills at having to do housework. I am not even talking about the nightmare of the vacuum cleaner, but of sorting out his 70 years of hording. <sigh!!> Jeff died two weeks ago so I decided time to tackle his drawers and cupboards - give away what I can to friends, keep for the kids what they may want to have and give the rest to the church for their jumble sale once a month towards supporting abused women and children. Will hang my clothes in place of his. I ask you with tears in my baby-blue eyes - 10 military hankies - he never used, 8 stress balls - just in case he could not get more to strengthen his arteries for dialysis. 7 packets of military shoe laces - on pension he only wore sandals, new pants with the price tags still attached and shorts he hardly ever...