The next morning when we got up we weren't too enthused to discover everyone else was eating breakfast already. We slipped quietly out the back door and went to the showroom to start cleaning dishes away. Entering the showroom we were pleasantly surprised to see that all of the dishes had been washed already. There was still plenty of other things to do so we got right to work.
When the others came out to start cleaning up they were surprised to see us there. We smiled and refused to tell them what time we got up.
One by one vans stopped in with aunts, uncles, and cousins to tell us good-bye before they started their long trips home. They all came to shake hands with LV and me. I felt self conscious as everyone had to tell me how they thought I looked wearing a white head covering instead of the black one I had worn up until that day. I was almost relieved when most of them left and we could concentrate on sorting all the dishes.
Once all the dishes were sorted Daddy took them back to the homes where they belonged while LV and I went to open the rest of our gifts. Grandma Swarey and the aunts and uncles from Canada were still there and sat to watch and visit until it was time to go catch the bus.
One package after the next contained mixing bowls of every shape and size. By the time we were done I had 83 mixing bowls. I knew I would never need all of them so after I selected the few that I thought I would like the best we packed the rest into boxes. Maybe someday I would re-gift them but for now they would be stored in the attic as soon as we settled in our home. There were lots of other gifts as well and I had nearly everything I would need for my kitchen.
The rest of the day was spent packing all my things and piling them in the sewing room so they would be ready to be moved to my new home bright and early on Monday morning.