Dispositioning

I have never gotten rid of all of Jack's clothes. I've spent the last couple months trying to "disposition" them. This entails going through them and categorizing: save/keep in closet; save/put in box - put box in garage; give away/find an appropriate charity; give away/put in a bag out on the curb for the next charity truck pick up. For many things in life, once I am ready, I just do it. All at once. I have found with this whole process surrounding Jack's death, I cannot just jump in and tackle things all at once. I wish I could do it all in one fell swoop, kind of like ripping off a band-aid, but I just can't seem to. I think one of the reasons it is still so hard to part with the remaining clothing is that I can still picture him in so many of those shirts and pants or shorts and shoes. Those are "his" clothes and the thought of them becoming someone else's clothes has been an emotional barrier to break down.

This week, I also finally got one of his financial investment accounts switched to my name. I have an appointment on the 14th with DMV to cancel his driver's license since the notice came in the mail (I was originally told this was taken care of by the police station in WI).

His name is still the primary on all the utility bills so I guess some day I have to get those changed over.

His bicycles still sit in the garage and his truck in the driveway. The sale of the truck will be tackled in the coming months. I'm finally ready - I think - to take on this job.

Funny how when someone dies, the one left still has to end their other life, many times over.

As I've said before, widowhood is not for the meek.