When my sister died she left all her jewellery in such a muddle! Real, good, stuff thrown in with junk stuff - and all over the house - such a nightmare to sort out! And some valuable items, which I know she owned, we never even found. (eg. She wanted her goddaughter to have her pearls - we found the necklace, but not the earrings. Such a shame ...)
I determined then to 'catalogue' mine. Precious from paste! ('Cos my two daughters won't know the difference!) I started photographing all my 'good' stuff, and made a log, with the history of certain items, and who I would like to have it when I pop my clogs. It's turned into a momentous task! I don't have lots of very expensive jewellery, but quite a few bits and pieces that are gold or silver - and junk jewellery is so good now, that you wouldn't necessarily know the difference. (And I have loads of junk!!! I could open a shop!)
This 'log' of my 'precious' jewellery is something that I do spasmodically, then forget for months, but I didn't realise quite how long it was taking me, until ...
Talking to my son-in-law ... Me: 'Oh, I have lots to do - I must get on with my 'jewellery log!' SIL: 'You've been doing that since I first knew you!'
Um ... My daughter and he first met TWELVE years ago!
Will someone kindly give me a kick up the bum, please?