I have the first walk-through with the realtor today. I assume there are a zillion things I need to get taken care of before the place will "show well". I started the first bits of packing up yesterday, and will resume that today. This is not a happy thing, not at all. There is so much history in so many of the things at my Mom's place, and most of it I only half recall ... which makes me very sad. I've always had a VERY bad memory for details, so if it's not photographed, dated, and written down, it tends to be gone. And yet, I feel these losses so deeply. I'm a mess.