Lamentations on House Appraisals, Spring Cleaning and Finally being unpacked!
OK, so we moved to this house nearly seven years ago. I was just home from college and my bro had just moved out with his gf -now wife- and son, mom and i decided that a smaller place was in order.
we love this house and we've been making improvements steadily the whole time we've been here. we kept putting off putting in a new deck, there's always been something inside that we want/need to do first.
and now there is a problem... a BIG problem. The deck, the one that "will do" is now FALLING OFF THE HOUSE!! OMG!!! so, backburner no more! mom wants a really awesome deck, her dream deck to be exact. so she decided that, in order to get the deck she's always wanted and not just another that "would do", she's going to refi. the house and take the money from equity. this isn't a problem, like i said we've done a lot of improvements in dribbles and drabs through the years. the problem was the OMGCLEANING for the apprasial in order to DO the refi.
See, the main, company visited, areas of the house were decent -dusting and sweeping kind of cleaning needed. but the bedrooms... we had barely unpacked let alone having these rooms Company Ready.
So now i have the wonderful idea that, as long as we're scrubbing our little fingers raw ANYWAY, why not finally unpack all the crap in our rooms AND spring clean the rest of the house?! Isn't that a wonderful plan? I think i was off my meds... or maybe i need some.
There were boxes and boxes and boxes of, guess what, TOTALLY USELESS CRAP!! the thing is, none of those boxes and boxes and boxes -not a one of them- has been opened in OVER SIX YEARS! and you know what else? i hadn't missed ANY of it! there were clothes and shoes of the What-the-Hell-Was-I-Thinking variety, and enough kisch plastic flowers to open a really crappy store (don't ask, it was a dark phase of my life). It took me THREE DAYS to go through all of it, just to save two purses and one pair of shoes. I threw away SEVEN BOXES of usless crap!
YAY ME!!
Then there were the two drywall patches. One from when we installed the celing fan and had to pull-through the electrical. The other from when we got new couches and one of the old ones took the news rather badly and decided that it needed to leave a more permanent reminder of itself in the front hall, with the added bonus of nearly killing the Only Daughter of the Evil Woman who was so callously tossing it aside like so much trash -I don't think it really understood that, after ten years of faithful service, it WAS so much trash. but that's the problem with sofas really, they lack those pesky higher-brain functions-.
Three days of busting my ass, and doing things that someone with a bum knee and a spine that really isn't happy should never consider doing, and i am done.
I was up until 0530 this morning finishing the simple, weekly-type cleaning stuff that i hadn't gotten a chance to get to while i was so busy going insane in my bedroom. Then i caught a three hour nap here on the couch, if i had gone upstairs i would have slept too deeply. Up at 0830 when mom came downstairs for breakfast, jumped in the shower and got dressed for the day. 1012 the appraiser knocked on the door. 1023 he was gone.
All of that work... TEN MINUTES!! Three days of my time... ten minutes of his time.
this is not a fair world!
so how are all of you?
we love this house and we've been making improvements steadily the whole time we've been here. we kept putting off putting in a new deck, there's always been something inside that we want/need to do first.
and now there is a problem... a BIG problem. The deck, the one that "will do" is now FALLING OFF THE HOUSE!! OMG!!! so, backburner no more! mom wants a really awesome deck, her dream deck to be exact. so she decided that, in order to get the deck she's always wanted and not just another that "would do", she's going to refi. the house and take the money from equity. this isn't a problem, like i said we've done a lot of improvements in dribbles and drabs through the years. the problem was the OMGCLEANING for the apprasial in order to DO the refi.
See, the main, company visited, areas of the house were decent -dusting and sweeping kind of cleaning needed. but the bedrooms... we had barely unpacked let alone having these rooms Company Ready.
So now i have the wonderful idea that, as long as we're scrubbing our little fingers raw ANYWAY, why not finally unpack all the crap in our rooms AND spring clean the rest of the house?! Isn't that a wonderful plan? I think i was off my meds... or maybe i need some.
There were boxes and boxes and boxes of, guess what, TOTALLY USELESS CRAP!! the thing is, none of those boxes and boxes and boxes -not a one of them- has been opened in OVER SIX YEARS! and you know what else? i hadn't missed ANY of it! there were clothes and shoes of the What-the-Hell-Was-I-Thinking variety, and enough kisch plastic flowers to open a really crappy store (don't ask, it was a dark phase of my life). It took me THREE DAYS to go through all of it, just to save two purses and one pair of shoes. I threw away SEVEN BOXES of usless crap!
YAY ME!!
Then there were the two drywall patches. One from when we installed the celing fan and had to pull-through the electrical. The other from when we got new couches and one of the old ones took the news rather badly and decided that it needed to leave a more permanent reminder of itself in the front hall, with the added bonus of nearly killing the Only Daughter of the Evil Woman who was so callously tossing it aside like so much trash -I don't think it really understood that, after ten years of faithful service, it WAS so much trash. but that's the problem with sofas really, they lack those pesky higher-brain functions-.
Three days of busting my ass, and doing things that someone with a bum knee and a spine that really isn't happy should never consider doing, and i am done.
I was up until 0530 this morning finishing the simple, weekly-type cleaning stuff that i hadn't gotten a chance to get to while i was so busy going insane in my bedroom. Then i caught a three hour nap here on the couch, if i had gone upstairs i would have slept too deeply. Up at 0830 when mom came downstairs for breakfast, jumped in the shower and got dressed for the day. 1012 the appraiser knocked on the door. 1023 he was gone.
All of that work... TEN MINUTES!! Three days of my time... ten minutes of his time.
this is not a fair world!
so how are all of you?