Thanks, everyone.
The funeral went well, and the military honor guard job did a great job. I think the gathering we had at my dad's house was the largest one ever, 19 relatives. People came from Georgia, Mississippi, Texas, Wisconsin, Missouri, and Arkansas. Many of them had never met, but everything went smoothly.
I was one of the first to break the rules. I had ordered food for everyone, and the dining areas quickly filled. I decided to eat in the living room, which had always been forbidden. Someone pointed this out, and I replied 'it's OK, I no longer have any adult supervision'. There were also some ceiling lights which my dad had always warned us never to turn on, because they are hard to reach and would be difficult to replace. Yep, I turned those dad boys on.
I continued breaking the rules on Saturday. Sophia was passing through town and had time to visit, so I picked her and Bree up at a nearby truck stop and brought them to the house for lunch. Bree is Sophia's canine companion. Although my parents had dogs for decades, they were never allowed inside. Bree gleefully broke that rule, and she was very well-mannered.
Susan and I are home again, but we will need to continue our weekly visits. Clearing out the house is going to take a lot of time, but I don't want this take longer than necessary. Over the last week or two, I spent many hours clearing out the attic. It was cramped, dusty, and mostly full of trash, but that's done. All of our relatives had ample time to pick out some mementoes from the house, so now it's a bit of a treasure hunt to see what may be hidden around the house. There were lots of Avon bottles, Hull and McCoy pottery, and well over a hundred bars of soap. One of our neighbors has already provided the names of places where we can donate items no one wants.
Love always -- Jess