Tuesday, July 12, 2011

50+ years of memories! Packing and cleaning, seeing light at the end of the tunnel (Part 3)


Immediately after returning from her camping vacation Jennifer called and said they were ready to pitch in and help as well. On Sunday she and Dean along with Mia and Leo were welcome additions to the "party."


Wheelbarrow rides for all just before the Varners had to head back to Indiana on Sunday afternoon. We lost our chef cook and master designer/builder, but by then we were well on our way to completing the project.


For the next couple of days Dean and John spent many hours in the sweat box piecing an intricate puzzle together.



With the simple instruction "pack as efficiently as you can" the men mastered the fine art of making every cubic centimeter count!


With packing and sorting moving along smoothly, Elizabeth and Erika were free to turn their attention to cleaning to prepare for the new tenants. They also took over kitchen duties, making sure the workers were well supplied with food and drink.



Beginning in the attic and moving down floor by floor they transformed many a window, wall, floor and carpet - and a refreshing "clean" smell began to prevail.




Meanwhile Tyler and Bradley with the slightest hint of reluctance (they were hoping for a riding mower!), but with willing spirits, tackled the enormous job of getting the over-grown yard into some semblance of order.




While the scary job of removing items overgrown with dust, spiderwebs and mildew from the corners and crannies of the back basement rooms continued.




And the sorting, sifting, organizing and packing continued.


Susan Ritter's comment: "Where did all those chairs come from!?"


The puzzle takes on recognizable form. The question remained, "Will they be able to get everything in?"


Nearly every person who went into the basement made the same comment, "I never knew there was a fireplace down here!"




And the sorting, sifting, organizing and packing continued.



With the help of Craig's list we were able to sell and give away several items.


Refreshing popsicle break on a hot afternoon.


And the smiles still shining brightly, evidence that in spite of many days of hard work, a good time was had by all.



The master packers and their work of art.




To their great delight, Leo and Nick found an entire set of toy soldiers on the back part of the property. Those kept them busy for hours.





Jennifer and Dean provided all of us with the "makins" for ice cream sundaes! Did I already say that we ate like kings?



As the driveway began to reappear, the dumpster filled up and the carport started to bulge at the seams. The end was coming into view. We started to believe that the job could be finished.






Good friend Phil Smith came by for a couple of hours and got the thankless tasks of compacting discarded cardboard boxes for recycling pick-up and shifting things in the dumpster to "create" more space.


John and Dean finally carried the large and heavy TV from the upstairs room - a job everyone had been avoiding for several days.



Craig's list came to our aid once again and at some point the TV disappeared.


The next dilemma - what to do with the nearly 100 cans (I'm not exaggerating!) of partially used paint that had accumulated in the basement over the decades. The city of Worthington would pick up certain types of paint if they were mixed with dirt or sawdust and thoroughly dried. But what about the rest?

To our surprise and delight, the man who picked up the dumpster said he'd take ALL the paint. So we quickly loaded up everything in trash bags and placed them in his truck. Apparently he can get some money out of them somehow. A relief for us and a bit of profit for him.


Good buddies!



Quiz question: Whose awsome calf muscle is this?
A. Nick
B. Kara
C. Dean
D. Lena Mae
E. None of the above
F. All of the above
G. A and C

First correct answer wins!


Could anyone but a dentist be interested in carious lesions of a rat's molars?




We felt a bit of plastic security netting was in order - just to be on the safe side.

Calling it a day.

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