The only penpals I ever really had were my husband, my parents, and then later my mother-in-law. I kept my hub's and mother's letters, but when I was writing my mother-in-law she could not write back.
This week I am still plowing through my hub's old, old family letters and correspondence. Yesterday I spent hours sorting through picture postcards, some of which are 90 years old.
At $6.00 a card on the Internet, we have a small fortune in never posted cards. But they won't be sold. That is waaaay too much trouble for me. Scanning, advertising, corresponding with buyers/collectors, packaging up, mailing, and of course organizing payment.
Think that is called WORK. I do not do WORK anymore!
But I digress. Back to penpals, now called blogpals. My hub comments that I have a fulltime job just reading all the blogs I am following. He sees the comments I have been receiving on my two blogspots and my invitations to link up. (Which I am never really sure how to do!!!)
I am having a good time. Isn't that what retirement is all about?
Here is just one example of the old, old cards.
Copenhagen, Tivoli Garden
4 comments:
I am a lover of ephemera, especially old letters and journals. It doesn't even have to be from my family. How I envy you the joy of going through all of those letters and postcards. Enjoy yourself.
I commend you on being disciplined to go through the tedious job of sorting family ephemera during retirement. I am a new retiree, and I'm with you, no more work!
I commend you on being disciplined to go through the tedious job of sorting family ephemera during retirement. I am a new retiree, and I'm with you, no more work!
Someone has to go through it. Unfortunately I may be the last one. :( Linda
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