Throwback Thursday. And Friday. And Saturday. And Sunday…

Over 15 years ago I took a sack of photos out from my mother’s house, vowing to sort them and put them into albums. I moved that sack of photos four times. FOUR.

During last week’s “staycation” I got down to brass tacks and did it, uncovering some gems in the process.

Miserable, 1989

Miserable, 1989

It took me a few hours to get 90% of the photos sorted, and about three additional days to finish the last 10%. I can figure out what year the photo is from based on my hair color, hair length, and weight. On the other hand, my brother has looked the same from when he was 17 until 27.

Miserable, 1991.

Miserable, 1991.

I kept anything that was a double print (Remember that? A whole extra set of prints for only a penny? Surely that won’t cause you more work in the future, 1996 Kim), and took a few of my birthday and Christmas pictures out. I consider those pictures my ‘fee.’

The final product!

The final product!

After culling pictures with no redeeming qualities (backs of heads, fingers over lens, etc) and the dark period where we didn’t take many photos, that seemingly-impossible task fit into one photo box. Just one box!

Hooray for follow-through. Even 15 years later. 🙂

One Comment

  • I just did something similar at my mom’s house-didn’t move anything 4 times! But went through a giant storage bin of old photos. Was fun, sad, and interesting to look back. I love your photos.

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