Rites of Passage

So, I hate to post anything today - in case it would mean that people may not read Matts post- which is AWESOME.

Yesterday I took on the monstrous job of cleaning out my hutch. It was one giant junk drawer. It held everything homeless and awkward- yet there was very little that could be purged. But I still got rid of more than half of it!

My motivation was to get it cleared enough that I could finally inherit my china.

There has been a huge dish pack box in my parents garage for my entire life that said "Carolyn China". It was my great grandmothers. I had taken a peek at it about ten years ago. I pullout a saucer and was quite underwhelmed.

So, over the years I have ignored it. I decided I may be interested in it over the past few months- but I had NO where to put it.

With my newly cleared hutch- I have a place.

I unpacked it all at my moms house- and I LOVE it. I'm so excited. Alot of it was broken- my sister is going to try to make some stuff out of the pieces for me.

So, I feel like an adult. I have fine china. I'm not sure how fine it is- but it's mine.