Post-possesion

Ok, so here's a quick update.

He has new tools. I have new appliances. Yet, until delivery the house remains empty.

The house was bought by a corporation and housed 5 Mexican workers, all men, with a big aggressive dog. The neighbors did NOT like the dog. The house was not horribly abused, but it was not loved. Then the house sat empty for a year. The house is filthy. Filthy filthy filthy. I have never had to WASH baseboards. I've dusted them, given them a quick wipe....but not had to wash them to this degree. He took down the light cover in the kitchen, there was almost a full inch of bugs in it and it took more than 15 minutes to scrub it clean. It's nothing insurmountable, just elbow grease, which is easy to come by. It's clear that the renters didn't clean it and the owners didn't care much.

Anyway, neighbors are pretty great. Word seems to have spread that we are here, a fellow named Dave stopped by, he lives across the alley and over one. Neighbors on one side have lived there for 16 years, nice couple with a young son. Other side is an older fellow who helped my manthingy repair the fence when we discovered it had collapsed. All the neighbors are very pleased to see a young family, at least the ones we've met.

The apple tree out back is Granny Smith likely. The flowers and such are amazing. Sadly the yard needs MASSIVE TLC. Massive. We can't focus on that until after the move though.

We are painting, doing minor repairs and cleaning.

He does a happy dance every once in a while. Sometimes he just stops everything, throws his head back and sighs. I sing....at the top of my lungs in the key of "off". Sometimes I cry....it's so overwhelming. There are a lot of little things to get done, which is daunting every once in a while. Neither of us is afraid of that though, so we just keep plugging away at it.

Life is good. The kind words and shared rejoicing mean so much to us right now. You all bring us such joy. What a good bunch of people you are.