Elaine’s Place

…A couple of years ago I made the statement “a house is not a home unless there is a paino or organ in it” and in passing continued on with another conversation. It wasn’t long before Russ was scanning Ebay pages, found two and bought them both. I was now the proud owner of an organ or two.

Since it became apparent that we hardly had room for one, certainly not two! So…one had to go. We found a good home for the worse one and kept what I thought was the best one. I was pleased and our home was looking more and more like “our home” (keeping in mind I am the 2nd Mrs. Marriott and was living with the 1st Mrs. Marriott’s taste).

Anyway, I spent many happy hours amusing myself and then along came other hobbies, duties, obligations and little by little it barely got played. As our redecorating moved along, the organ ended up out in the Conservatory (Sun Room) and now came the time it needed to go.

Funny how one becomes attached to things. Not so much the things usually but the meanings and stories behind them. The decision was finally made that it was time for my trusty organ to find a new home so back to Ebay it went. Yesterday, it became someone else’s and according to the buyer, his Dad will now enjoy what helped me through the long lonely hours Russ was working and I was home alone.

All that remains now is the empty space where it was and the memory of what was.