Justin and Joe, the liquidators, have been reeking their ruin. Unboxing stuff, photographing it and then re-boxing it up again. Systematically, moving from one cabinet to the next, leaving a trail of debris where they have been. Most of the stuff is moving towards the garage, staging it out the door. It is sad to see it occur, but it is inevitable and has to be done. It is just not pretty to watch.

Anne and Jay have gotten into the spirit of things. Their work is seen here. Pictured is part of my mom’s doll collection. It is international. She collected a doll representing every country that she had ever visited. My dad was career Navy, which had a motto, Join the Navy, see the world. In our family, my father joined the Navy, but my mom was the one who got to see the world.

Late last night, Carl arrived. He flew into Monterey around midnight and we all trooped down to the airport to pick him up. Driving through the late-night fog, I was thankful that there was little traffic. This morning, I awoke in a mental fog. Fortunately, the liquidators are cutting us some slack this morning and showing up late this morning. Hopefully, today is their last day.