It’s almost been 3 weeks. Tomorrow. It really feels like a blur. I went back there last night and cleaned out our junk drawers. For 3 years, I don’t know if anything has ever come out of there, but it’s amazing how many things I found that have gone in: 2 different size light bulbs (without packaging), new gift tags from years ago, fly paper, a multi-purpose funnel and easter egg color dippers. It’s these types of things I was unsure what to do with. Perhaps I’d have a fly problem in a new apartment, and might need fly paper 2 years from now? Or maybe might need to pour liquid into a bottle? Or want to color easter eggs? So I just kept it all. It’s all in a pile on the desk now instead of in the drawers.
I broke down and cried when I was going through Harry’s night table and found the ad I designed in the NY Post from January 20th, two days before he died. I had brought home the paper to show him that day, he said he was so proud of me but I didn’t know he had kept it. Last week, in his closet, I found a bag of torn up notes. We had a big fight two years ago and I took all the notes he gave me and I ripped them up. Then, in retaliation he did it to all my notes too. We made up but I never noticed that the notes had gone missing. I guess he took them all and kept them, they were all in this big ziplock bag. I have so many notes Harry wrote me after that, but maybe one day I’ll tape together the ones in the bag too.
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