jezzilee
*cun~tastro~phe*
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Todays clean out was a 4+ bedroom, full walkout basement house. The upstairs had a lot of debris (trash) and I did not venture downstairs until the boys showed up having been warned it was a nightmare. By the time they arrived I had the garage staged and was just finishing with the debris in the kitchen. I went downstairs and found at least 80 bottles, juice bottles, two liter soda bottles, any bottle you can imagine that has a lid sitting on the floor and the kitchen counter. Inside was spit. The owner was a chew fan and apparently a hoarder. The refrigerator held about thirty bottles of salsa. Nothing in them. There were at least forty pizza boxes, and about twelve bags of garbage piled up in one corner of the downstairs kitchen. Needless to say I was the one who had to bucket everything.
Why my own personal hell? Spit skeeves me. Not mine, other peoples.
Thank goodness for gloves...and I am not even going to mention the condition of the toilets because to think of them is to remember the smell and to remember the smell is to possibly vomit all over again.
The only positive about today, was the way that the upstairs looked when I finished the clean up, the parts that got finished today anyway.
Hope you all had a better day than I!
Why my own personal hell? Spit skeeves me. Not mine, other peoples.
Thank goodness for gloves...and I am not even going to mention the condition of the toilets because to think of them is to remember the smell and to remember the smell is to possibly vomit all over again.
The only positive about today, was the way that the upstairs looked when I finished the clean up, the parts that got finished today anyway.
Hope you all had a better day than I!