Little by Little

Yesterday I took ownership of the new place. We’ve put a lot of hard work into it already with cleaning it up. You see, we walked into this new place with it looking like a hoarder had been living here. If you’ve seen the show Hoarders than you know what I’m talking about and there is no downplaying it at all.

The front yard was so high that you could see only some windows so that was our first big thing to deal with. Two weed-eaters, one metal, and our old lawnmower. One person would use the weed-eater and then the other would come through with the lawnmower. This is around things hiding in the yard that is. Once we got that taken care of (not done but able to move around), we moved into the inside of the house to start that journey. I say journey like it was easy but wait, we went in with shovels.

The previous owner had dogs in the house and I’m thankful not to be one of those episodes that finds old pets actually remaining in the house, but we did find fleas. It took about three weekend trips up just to clean the house which included shoveling out garbage, tearing out carpet and flooring. Stopping a water leak that has since damaged the wood floor (this is a manufactured home) and has to be replaced.

Once we got everything out and cleaned up, we’ve learned how to get rid of the odor on the floor. So we soaked them in a vinegar and baking soda mixture and swept that up after it dried. Thank goodness I had some old cans of paint because it was enough to them paint the floors so that no smell ever gets through and it’s worked. We’ve closed off the one bathroom that had the water damage and we still need to get to it, it’s cleaned up and the water stopped but it’s not repaired yet. So we replaced the commode in the other bathroom and are in the middle of replacing the floor.

Our house where we moved from was sold so we had no choice but to move in and work while here. It was okay because the smell, although I catch a whiff of it here and there (still washing the walls), it’s all but gone. I can open the windows here and not be afraid of anyone coming up to it or looking in as I think the nearest neighbor is about a quarter mile away. So during the day I have all the windows that I can, open. Nighttime, I just haven’t gotten there yet, where I come from that’s a huge no no because it was dangerous.

It’s so strange but so nice to be able to sit on the front steps and just breath in the air and not hear gunshots (except for someone hunting once) going off around the corner or on the street. I don’t fear a drive by here as I experienced at the old house. I do wonder what animals I’ll see here and so far it’s been snakes, frogs, crickets and a turtle that decided to lay eggs in the front yard……where in the world do you live and a turtle lays eggs in the front yard??? It’s crazy, we blocked the area off and wouldn’t you know it, it’s right in the path of where we walk.

But we’re still in cleaning mode and oh, I didn’t tell you. I actually did call 1800GotJunk just like on the show. They took two truckloads and there truly was a third but I just couldn’t afford it. We had everything from huge appliances to carpet to old furniture. We made sure that they took things that we couldn’t burn, so we kept the wood items that wouldn’t fit in the truck. It sounds disgusting but when my son was burning some of the wood things, you could actually kind of smell the old smell of the house before we got in here to clean it.

I have a lot more to do, we’re walking on bare floors and I’m not getting new furniture until I bomb for fleas again, yes again. The roof needs replaced and the backyard…well, I can see the top of the grass from the kitchen window. The house itself, I’m told is taller than usual because of the septic so this grass is super high. We googled it and it’s swamp grass from what we can tell. I have to find out how to get this out of there but it doesn’t look like it goes the entire distance of the back property, that will be a good thing. I can’t wait to have a back yard that my granddaughter can play in.

My sisters live 6.8 miles down the road from me, unlike the 119 miles before. So my granddaughter has been spending a lot of time with one of my sisters and her grandson while we got it clean enough for her to be here. My cats, poor things, have been undergoing care for fleas. I’ve only spotted one on one of the girls but that’s too many as far as I care. I don’t go drastic because they are older so I’m super careful. Today they’re getting a bath as soon as the sun comes out, it’s a little chilly this morning and I’m having the windows open.

Later, I know that there will be more burning as there are trees in the front yard from the last owners ex-wife. I don’t understand the placement, it’s like she was trying to shut them in because it completely surrounds the walk in area and when you look out the window, you see tree first and then whatever you can make out beyond that. It might be because of where I came from, but I need to see further out into the yard.

We’ve been living here for almost three weeks now, not counting coming up to clean all the other weekends. But we’ve literally been living out of one bedroom, one bathroom and I did replace the appliances in the kitchen so we now have a refrigerator that is clean and we can use. The kitchen has seen more than it’s share of bleach and a few cabinets have already been removed. I’m hoping that we’ll be able to expand more into other rooms as we get them painted or at least the floor painted again before we put new flooring down.

I know I keep jumping from one thing to another and I’m sorry. I think this is how my brain has been working with everything that has to be done. I’m learning new things but love being so close to family. It’s a struggle right now because I want to go do fun things with them but I have to get things done here also. My one sister and her husband have been a tremendous help, I couldn’t have even thought of doing this without them. I’m trying to learn all I can so that we can do it on our own and not have to rely on them, it’s not right to do that.

Little by little we get closer and closer to making this our own. I can’t wait to get that back yard mowed!!!!

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I like to think I'm a normal everyday woman but my mind tells me otherwise. I fight my battles and post them here. I don't tell my family and real life friends that I write here. This is my own little way of having "someone" to talk to. My own little therapy session if you will. I welcome comments and opinions but I have enough negativity to last a lifetime already . My world is changing and now more than ever I need support and encouragement but I'm still too afraid to let anyone know that it's me writing here.