Thursday, April 19, 2018
Looks like home
Despite the fact that it's mid April, the temperatures have felt more like early March. There have been a few false starts to spring, and one day of full-on summer on Saturday, which is when I got most of the planters for the front patio potted up and in place. It's raining again today, and chilly, but I did two more pots and got them out front so they could get nicely watered in.
Things to do: get an outdoor faucet installed. The lack of one might explain the ratty condition of the lawn, which won't be around much longer. At some point, I'm going to install a rain barrel, but right now I would like to actually be able to turn on a faucet and have water come out.
In old house news, it went on the market two weeks ago and I got several offers. I picked one, she had the house inspected and found no major monsters in the basement, so it looks like things are moving forward and soon I will only have one house on my plate. That will feel good.
Posted by Karen at 3:16 PM 5 comments:
Friday, April 6, 2018
End of an era
It's still mine, but it no longer feels like mine.
Posted by Karen at 10:36 PM 1 comment:
Sunday, April 1, 2018
|Bedroom. The floors never looked that good.|
My advice to you: declutter now, so you don't have to do it later.
I actually admitted defeat and hired my local thrift store to come in and empty the attic and basement. Whatever they couldn't use, they would take to the dump.
|Living room. So much brighter without|
curtains. Shame there are neighbors
4 feet away.
They removed a TON of stuff. Literally a ton.
I'm dizzy at the idea, even knowing that about 200 lbs. of it was my big wooden conference table that I used in the workroom. (They said it had limited resale because of its ginormous size, and also they didn't have a place to store it).
Even then, I had to get a scrap metal guy to come in and remove the old dryer, 50 year old hot water heater, and an old oil tank. The last 2 had been in the basement when I bought the house,but as my realtor just told me,"It's not 2000 anymore; standards are higher."
Which means, apparently, a clean basement. And attic. And floors. And rooms that no longer even faintly smell of cat. I found a cleaning product at the dollar store that did everything. It's recommended for use in "public bathrooms and animal quarters," so I figured it would shine floors and alleviate minor cat funk in a few corners.
It certainly did that. The smell of the cleaning product was so strong it clung to my clothes, and the house smelled like a roofing truck drove into a bar. The smell faded after a few days. Thankfully.
|Kitchen. It hurts to leave those|
cabinets behind. But they're so
perfect in that space.
This time, I think we're right.
|Workroom. The table took up|
almost the entire space.
Posted by Karen at 11:11 PM 4 comments:
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