1 for me....1 for you....

As crappy a job as it has been of going through dad's house, it's been great that I have my brother to do it with. He's just too funny. He makes me laugh at times when I really wasn't expecting to laugh. He is making the job tolerable and I'm so thankful that he is back in town so I don't have to do it myself...selfish of me isn't it!
As we are both to have equal shares of everything neither one of us wants to step on the other toes and do something that will come back and cause hard feelings between us. As a result everything is one for me...one for you. Conveniently enough there were 2 cans of soup, 2 cans of beans...well, you get the picture. When we come across money we split it to the penny. The other day I threw some groceries in a bag that I knew we wouldn't eat, one item was a can of salmon. Today he returned the salmon asking with a straight face "Do you want half a can of salmon?" That cracked me up and still does to this minute.....

We are finding old pictures that are bringing back lots of memories.

It's hard walking into dad's house. We both imagine him asking "Who's coming in my house?" in his funny voice because he knows darn well who it is. It's hard going in the basement where he spent so much time working with his wood. It's hard going through the closet and dresser packing up clothes to give away to the needy. It's just hard sometimes and thankfully we can leave when it gets too much for us.

The kids came with us the other night and both were trying to find things that they could treasure that was dad's. They each found a crocheted blanket and brought them home to put on the ends of their beds. Mark says he is very impressed by what a good job he did "for his age".