Driven to drink....

I know this is starting to look like a trend, but we're in Greenville tonight and we worked hard and late today to begin cleaning out George's mom's apartment....so I didn't even think of a photo until we were sitting at a Mexican restaurant ordering dinner.  She has recently moved to an assisted living area and we have to totally clean out her apartment by Wednesday morning.  We've found lots of trash (dozens of empty shoe boxes, bags and bags of raw fabric that was never sewn into anything, old plastic bags full of dozens of other old plastic bags, etc.) and some treasures (letters from a boyfriend who wrote a multiple page typed letter every day for many months, George's dad's slides from a 1963 trip to Russia, his mom's wedding hat).  But most of all we're just exhausted.  The margarita and beer were a nice reward.