Today was the day I was able to get my property back. It was very tense and to top it all off I woke up with food poisoning early this morning. UGH!!!
When I arrived to pick up my things a deputy (not my personal deputy, who had been kicked by her horse), and the movers were already there. The first thing I was told was that I wasn't allowed on the property, but the deputy persuaded her to let me on the driveway and stand by the truck as things were being loaded. It was 90 degrees with the humidity at about 100%. ANOTHER UGH!!!
The first thing that was brought out was this.
This is the bottom half of what used to be a beautiful rosewood Victorian china cabinet. It has been in my family for over 100 years.
I barely recognized it. The heat and humidity of the garage had destroyed it. I just told myself don't cry, don't cry.
The top of the piece and the marble top seem to be okay.
Next came this. Missing a panel and piece of glass. Nowhere according to her to be found.
and so on..... followed by tons of boxes. I have no idea what they contain. Are my grandmothers quilt, lamp, silver, china, etc. in any of them?? Where are the things I know are missing. Two antique hooked rugs. Three of my family's large framed antique photos were there, but where is the fourth one? Where are my three vintage suitcases?
I do have choices. I can take her back to court and get another judgement against her for the loss and damage or I can move forward. I am thinking I will probably do the latter. This has drug on too long and I am ready to get on with my life.
Meanwhile, everything I did get is in a storage unit and I will be planning how I can salvage my wonderful pieces. Maybe there will be some painting in my future when I get them out.
My trip to Nags Head was put off until tomorrow, due to the food poisoning, but I am looking forward to getting there and four wonderful days of R & R. Now, for a nap.