Went by the house in waiting. The house that I broke my back on last Summer. Still only half done. The same, familiar, repulsive smells. Made my face sting, eyes itch and throat sore. No water damage. Furnace not working….freezing. No way around it, I have to mentally gear back up for months of toil.
Left there for my aunt’s hoarding house. By contrast, no smells, just messy and more orderly. Sat through amazing visit reminiscing about events from the 1940’s. Great fun listening to her recount her early marriage. Also, put together garbage. Went through financials for tax woman. Moving ever so slowly through the trust and completion of important matters.
No doubts, we will commence upon the kitchen soon and other choke points. She is ready. has taken sense September to get to this point. I pray we keep the gentle momentum and accomplish things on two fronts: the messy and the most messy.