Big Favors

It's just stuff.  I have worked very hard to get to this point.  To lose my attachments to the stuff Dave and I accumulated.  I have given up on getting any of my "stuff" back that is/was still at Dave's house.  And it's all right.  It's just stuff.  It can all be replaced and any memories attached to that stuff, I still have them.  I may not have the "stuff" to bring the memory to the front of my brain, but the memories are still there. 
So Tanya texts me that she has my platter from England (I don't have one), some coaster Mike made and the wine glasses from our wedding(but one is broken).  WTF. She seems to think she is doing me all these big favors.  You know she kept on Doug to get me the kids stuff.  And now she is saving me stuff that I don't want.  Maybe it would feel different if it was the stuff I had already asked for right after Dave died, but it's not.  It is essentially garbage. 
Hmmmmmm.  Now I don't know if Doug told her to give me that stuff or what.  That would sound more like it.  Give Dawn garbage because that is mostly what he has done.  In the pile with the toys and the bed was some bedding crap that had been peed on greatly when he was locking cats in the house.  And he left it for me.  Wasn't that sweet?  I had Pat and Mike just leave the pee soaked stuff on the driveway.  Now I get a broken wine glass.  Why would someone save it if it was broke...throw it away. 
Just slaps in the face I think. And that reminds me.  I need a post about the quilt.