As Promised

Today, I took some before photos of the repairs that need to be done to mom's house. One of the neighbors came out and stated she had a friend who wanted to rent it, as is...NEVER...NEVER be a landlord, if you can help it!

The other neighbor is going to put on the new roof, as soon as I get another $450, for material, and I have been picking up some supplies for the other repairs.

I will be showing progressive photos s we go along, but I think I will post on my other blog http://justarundownshack.blogspot.com/ so be sure to check in from time to time...and leave your comments.

I'm moving home!

I am going to move into Mom's house. There is a ton of work to be done (not as much as on mine), and I just can't seem to get a break with the weather, or scrounge up the energy to get going.

The tenants left it in a terrible state of disrepair, and not all of it is cosmetic. Check out the missing flashing, the state of the yard, and the rusted out railings, just to mention a few.

The painting alone is going to keep me busy for ever. Then the missing ceiling in the dining room, the repair to the living room hardwood floor, removal of the long out-dated paneling, the dangerous improper installation of the hot water tank, the 3 inches of mud in the basement, etc. will keep me in the poor house and in debt for the $2300 in taxes.

WELL, it's a good thing that I am incredibly rich...oh yea, I'M NOT!

I will post pictures of the before and after, soon, but it's going to be while before it's done, so be prepared to check back from time to time.

Mom's house

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I am planning on moving down to my mother's house, sometime in the very near future. The place is in dire need of TLC, but my house is in far worse condition. It is going to take about three years to get the place in shape, and every cent I can spare, but by then I should be able to enjoy getting the outside looking good enough to sell and retire...somewhere warm.

My neighbor is going to buy this place, and tear it down, so I m giving it to him for the price of the land alone. They have been the best neighbors I could have ever have hoped for, so it's a fair trade.

I had a string of terrible tenants, and then a strung of worse tenants, and the laws are against landlords, so getting them out was a hassle. The last set were supposed to be buying on a rent to own thing, and did the worst damage. I'm in a quandary as to where to start.

There is a string of half done projects, terrible ideas, and jerry-rigged repairs they, in their twisted minds attempted.

I plan on sharing some before and after pictures soon, So if you are in need of a good laugh, keep tuned.

unconscious mutterings

1. Avoid :: contact


2. Castle :: in the air


3. Episode :: one


4. Limited :: edition


5. Nail polish :: remover


6. Dip :: Bacon and Horseradish


7. Share :: and share alike


8. Damage :: mar


9. Improper :: advances


10. Handle :: with care

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BELTANE

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Have a beautiful Beltane.

Only The Good!

Tonight as I arrived home, I checked my facebook and had not 1 but 2 e- mails.

First, Shelly accepted me as her friend, which was nice (thank you Shelly), AND the #2 e-mail was from Doug Kershaw. I'm a small town nobody, but I adore, adore, adore listening to this man play the fiddle! AND to have him take the time to send me an e-mail, knocked my socks off.........THANK YOU DOUG....you made my day!

Save me from wanna-be's

For the past couple of days, I have been sitting at the hospital with a couple of the individuals. I don't mind sitting, because, it is somewhat restful, and the food in the cafeteria is good.

The reason I decided to do it this time, is a bit two-fold, ie: the pulls are so screwed up and we have a girl who is on light duty, who is W A Y out there.

She believes her daughter was born to cast out demons and her daughter's boyfriend is enjoying being periodically possessed.

I listened to her rhetoric and handed her a total line of bull crap, only to be told that I was correct in what I said. I told her there were 767,256 demons and she stated she knew that I was right...spooky to say the least.

This person has alienated almost everyone she has worked with, and I attract lost causes, puppies, children and alcholics. I just can't abide posers. She tries to tell me some of the most outlandish things, and I'm just not in the mood for her witchy parlor games. I'm about ready to go bad witch on her ass, and I don't need the bad karma.

Well, that's where I stand right now, caught between the demons and the deep blue funk!

As I sit here writing this down, I realize that this is good for a laugh, and I certainly could use a good laugh or twenty! I hope anyone reading this can sympathise with my evasive techniques.