Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don’t fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don’t fence me in.
That quest for space and the freedom to explore has never been more pronounced in our lives than now. So today was a momentous day that did not fail to satisfy, even if not totally resolve the issues of stuff.
What was left is overwhelmingly gone, but there remains outside the cast offs that even the low balling buying up dudes don’t want but isn’t trash. So, donations are in order and they are serviceable items that the needy can use for sure.
The trucks arrived this morning with a crew of four to box and bin the remnants and take them out to load into the trucks.
Not to cast a negative wisp of a cloud over the Hoarding House today though…so look at a few of the photos I took this afternoon…..it is a few but hey this is what we have been looking forward to.
“Lordy me!” as my Auntie use to exclaim. Look at that wallpaper and those window dressings.
This house (and the yard and outbuildings) has not been this empty in eons. Light, space, the ability to see and visualize what was and perhaps what can be again. My wife seems to have acquired this penchant for mid-century/art deco design. That begs all kinds of life style changes and pursuits/acquisitions (in moderation of course).
This photo has no particular meaning, as is, unless one goes back to see how cluttered this area was at one time. Now it is a pleasant space. The canopy will probably come down some day. I seem to have a desire for open spaces now, for some odd reason.
So here’s the bottom line…five years of varied intensities and commitments to cleaning up two hoarding houses and all the life struggles that were attached with that and came our way from the outskirts have taught us many things. Much of that is incorporated into this blog along the way. Much of it is yet to be assimilated into our abilities to express it.
Final Donations to a Vet’s Organization
This Hoarding House is no more save for a several dozen boxes of donations that still inhabit the outside areas of the Garage, Patio and Carport. Those will be gone soon. Please if you happen along this blog study through the many posts and see if there is something there to help. I will monitor the comments section for awhile.
My wife, Mary Jo, with Auntie hours before she escaped her confines, broke her hip, which soon resulted in her passing.
We had a garage sale and it was 102 degrees. For those that ventured out they were met with hospitality and hydration from the ever ready Mary Jo.
There is no way for me to eloquently summarize this story into a single post. If I can I have to thank my blessed wife, Mary Jo, for all of the sacrifices she has made in the cleanups, the dementia care, the hospices and being by my side in those final moments with two sweet, fierce ladies.
My wife has been the driving force behind these cleanups and because of her nature she was always able to marshal the Team to suffer through the long, arduous hardships of this journey. Truly this journey would not have been nearly as successful without the endearing and enduring support of my wife, Mary Jo. My wife is the epitome of the strong, loving woman. I am blessed she stood by my side through all manner of hardships.
The Team members: thank you Travis, Daisy, Margie, Leo, Dale, Joe, Darly, Tony, Theresa, Zach, Coryn, Steve, Amy, Nolan, Grant, Molly, Olivia and Laurie. All participated in varying degrees as life allowed and we are eternally grateful. Eternal gratitude to Family Affair Estate Sales (Kristen, Jimmy, Dee…we love you!)
Blessings to the neighbors that endured the years of mess and the years of cleanup.
And finally thanks to all of you that have followed along and provided so many doses of love, support, advice and wisdom. For those of you still dealing with the hoard or the looming hoard bless you…for I only know that because you shared as you still provided kindness and support to us.
Thank you!! Hoarding Woes & You will take its leave, from our lives, and hopefully not towards yours! Bless you!!!
An aside, we will be over on SwittersB & Fly Fishing if you are interested in the outdoors, fly fishing, fly tying, camping, photography, nature, life, humor and the possibilities of life after hoarding.
Thank you and Good Bye!
Update 10/24/13: Well, because some of you probably would wonder: the final donations were picked up by a Vet’s organization; the driveway is once again partially full of a debris pile and waiting for a pickup; the POD returned and the keeper pieces of furniture were carried back into the house; pieces of furniture that had been stored in the carport beneath tarps for the sale have been returned inside the house; the feeling is soooooo good to have the home ‘empty’ and that feeling is impossible to consider until the house is actually empty and the relief is allowed to settle in. A burden is actually felt to leave you and your mind…your fuzzy, numb, exhausted mind…actually feels the release of that burden that has clung to your every life consideration for so long; we will slowly consider how to fix things and then not so slowly attempt to get it done. More professional help needed here.