Kenny Rogers made it look so easy...
Mom, Jim, and I had a good weekend. We made Jim do some of the things around the house that needed to be done by a tall guy. Jim was able to investigate the house, and more or less give his seal of approval. We also got in some good hang out time and got to run around town a bit.
Jim’s visit was over way too soon, but my consolation is that I get to go to Indiana Saturday. I can’t wait to see the dogs! And the empty house! Funny, the furniture is slated to turn up Friday before I leave (hopefully), and the next day I am going to the empty house in Indiana. Hopefully I won’t be making any more trips there. I want Jim to get here quick, and I want things to get back to as normal as we get!
Mom and I continued working on the house after Jim left Sunday. Mom got a lot of painting done, and I continued working on the floors and making the house reek of bleach. The kitchen tile is not sealed, and I know the dogs will be really hard on it. It will be easier to keep clean if the grout is sealed. I constantly have to remind myself that we are only renting this house. It is hard to get out of the mindset of doing all the things that I would do if it were mine.
Sunday morning mom and I went in search of a new casino I had heard about (we gotta get them in while she is here – I sure won’t let myself go alone!). We went up to Vancouver WA and messed around for awhile. We really liked it there. It was so pretty. I think Mom and Dad should look at getting a house up there. It took a lot of trekking around to find the casino, but when we did it sure was a hoot. A scary look into yuckiness hoot. Think outlet mall – but substitute mini casinos for stores. It was SAD, no pathetic. There were sad worn looking people hunched over poker tables in small smoky crowded rooms. It just felt wrong, like a sad look at society's wrongness. We poked our heads in, went to the bathroom (we had traveled a long way) and left. That night mom and I went back down to the one we had gone to last weekend. It did not feel so desperate and sad. Something about that place made it all still seem fun and entertaining. Sure, some of those people were there because of unhealthy tendencies, but many were laughing and having a good time – like mom and I. Well, mom did not do so good this time, but I walked out of there with $100 more than I went in with.
Tonight I will do some more cleaning, and do some roller action on the walls. There are two bedrooms that have a dark red wall or two – crazy renters – that have to go. I will just feel better when the whole place is painted, it is a little worse for wear.
Jim’s visit was over way too soon, but my consolation is that I get to go to Indiana Saturday. I can’t wait to see the dogs! And the empty house! Funny, the furniture is slated to turn up Friday before I leave (hopefully), and the next day I am going to the empty house in Indiana. Hopefully I won’t be making any more trips there. I want Jim to get here quick, and I want things to get back to as normal as we get!
Mom and I continued working on the house after Jim left Sunday. Mom got a lot of painting done, and I continued working on the floors and making the house reek of bleach. The kitchen tile is not sealed, and I know the dogs will be really hard on it. It will be easier to keep clean if the grout is sealed. I constantly have to remind myself that we are only renting this house. It is hard to get out of the mindset of doing all the things that I would do if it were mine.
Sunday morning mom and I went in search of a new casino I had heard about (we gotta get them in while she is here – I sure won’t let myself go alone!). We went up to Vancouver WA and messed around for awhile. We really liked it there. It was so pretty. I think Mom and Dad should look at getting a house up there. It took a lot of trekking around to find the casino, but when we did it sure was a hoot. A scary look into yuckiness hoot. Think outlet mall – but substitute mini casinos for stores. It was SAD, no pathetic. There were sad worn looking people hunched over poker tables in small smoky crowded rooms. It just felt wrong, like a sad look at society's wrongness. We poked our heads in, went to the bathroom (we had traveled a long way) and left. That night mom and I went back down to the one we had gone to last weekend. It did not feel so desperate and sad. Something about that place made it all still seem fun and entertaining. Sure, some of those people were there because of unhealthy tendencies, but many were laughing and having a good time – like mom and I. Well, mom did not do so good this time, but I walked out of there with $100 more than I went in with.
Tonight I will do some more cleaning, and do some roller action on the walls. There are two bedrooms that have a dark red wall or two – crazy renters – that have to go. I will just feel better when the whole place is painted, it is a little worse for wear.
posted by Jill at 1:03 PM
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