My father horded tools, machines... metal. The farm auction will be in less than 2 weeks, and tons (quite literally) have to get shifted into piles. Therefore, my mind will be saturated with organizational details, and unable to cope with the intellectual discourse of having an open, commentable post.
All in-progress and prospective art commissionaires, please use the PM system. I'll stop by everyone else's post when I can, but I'm just floored with pain and stress. My sis couldn't take it, her immune system went batty after flying in 2 days ago.
EDIT: The auction is Saturday November 9th, and I desperately do not want to be here, for any of it.
SileNt-Sam
it's almost 2 weeks now .. any good news ? :\
VicariousE
Yeah, some, but basically, 94% of what was here, got sold off, and for cheap :| Essentially, my sister squandered my Pop's collection of tools and antiques, just so the farm can be sold sooner.
Guess the good news is, it's over. Now comes the 'after-incident consolidation'