As Kate and I are talking about plans to merge our belongings into one household, there is still a large pink elephant standing in the room that neither of us is talking about. She owns the vast majority of the belongings in the home as I started a post-divorce life with very little. Beyond my clothing, (including stage wear), my musical equipment, boxes of family historical treasures, a tiny collection of wall art, a few books and a scant few pieces of cookware, I come with very few trappings. Oh, except for the giant pink elephant staring at us from the center of the room that neither of us is talking about. Did I mention that?
What to do with the nearly 4000 piece vinyl record collection. Oh, that. Right now, it's out of sight and out of mind. But, it lurks, oh does it lurk. There will have to be a big ceremonial purging when that day comes to decide what to do with it. Do I really need to hang onto the 1969 Archies Promotional LP from the Television Series or the 1960's Typing Instructional record with the very cool cover of a bouffanted stenographer taking notes for her executive boss? Yes, Yes I do.