Sorting...

....and resorting.

I've been sorting through Margie's things....it's heartwarming and sobering. She had such rich life....and so much of it quiet and personal....and quite touching.

I started a puzzle a few days ago. It had been way too long and life seems more balanced when I can sit at my table for a few minutes here and there throughout the day. This puzzle is the last one Margie finished exactly one month ago today and I'm excited to do it now too...the colors are just beautiful. I bought it with both of us in mind.

I got the border all together....except one missing corner piece and an extra edge piece. I'm sure the corner piece is in the mix with all the others...but I've looked and looked and just don't see it. And what's up with this extra edge piece?

I've gone over the border several times trying to figure out where it goes....and I'm sure the location will present itself when the time comes.

Then this happened. I had three boxes of pieces sorted by color sitting on my little TV tray table I keep on the side. As I was reaching for another box I dumped them all.

I shouted a cuss word...laughed a little...then walked away. I came back later with renewed determination and sat down on the floor and carefully picked them all up and resorted them. I think I found them all....but I won't really be certain until the end. And I'll keep checking the area. It's a good excuse to not vacuum the area for a while.

Sorting and resorting. That's my life for a while.