The hoarding cleanup at my Aunties: we took a break to leave town and recharge the psychic batteries. If I thought we needed a charge then, well we really need a charge now.
This happened at my mom’s hoarding home. We eventually hit a wall and took a break. Too long of a break and we could not muster the effort for quite a few months to attack the problem.
When we arrived back at the house today, the senses were struck by the visuals: the dirt, the left over piles of scrap metal that have not been removed yet; the new canopy/tent has part of the load collapsed and pressing against a back wall and parts at the front have become uncovered and exposed to the recent heavy rains. The smells: ah the smells, the musty, moldy, wet stench…mostly outside, thank goodness. But, that smell must get accepted into the brain because today it was so strong as before I was just use to it.
We have done so much elimination of crap that the residual stuff is seen for what it is…a massive amount of stuff. OMG! The sales will be massive and tedious to price. We are, more looming life’s interruptions, looking out two months before a first sale can be staged. The Team is set on not having a multitude of little sales. Rather they want large, blitzkrieg sales.
I will stay out of that part. I just know that there remains a lot of stuff to stage and back fill.
Today we decided to check out to never before reached closets in the first floor bed rooms. What might be tucked away in those closets which were blockaded by either boxes or just piles of all manner of stuff. So, we proceeded to dig away and clear paths into the closets.
Interesting finds I suppose. So, we moved down the hallway to the front bedroom. The piles of stuff were much less organized and cascading. This took much longer to sort through and find a place to stack atop pre-existing stacks. Moving the same stuff again and again can get to you. But, finally we arrived at another double doored closet and popped it open. Again a lot of vintage clothing in dry cleaning bags, but also some very cool old luggage, some of it in pristine condition.
It was a spin your wheels sort of day. Not wasted but somewhat aimless. It quickly brought attention to our collective slow motion mentality. Right now we need to formulate a new plan that is not so focused on cleanup and now more on preparing the venue for sales and pricing. Also getting the signage ready.
As we drove away today from the hoarding home, my wife and I agreed we must think in a patient, long term manner. There will be interruptions, unplanned for crises or events. Slow and easy…week by week. Much remains to be done.