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Clean up and abandonment



This is a story that began one-and-a-half years ago. I chose today’s topic because of what I’m wearing.

You may remember The Rent is Too Damn High party. If you’ve read any of my previous posts, you understand why I identified with name of the party, if not its champion, Jimmy McMillan’s, ideology.

One of my favorite websites,, offered a T-shirt that was made for me. I bought it in the midst of my house hunt, and swore to wear it on the day I left my apartment for good.

I wore the T-shirt on the day I finally turned over the keys on an apartment I had lived in for eight years.

You may note I’m wearing a winter coat in that photo. It was New Year’s Eve 2010. I took that photo inside my new house, already anticipating this particular blog post.

temp and time

It was a cold and snowy winter.

new blinds

I even replaced the blinds in my bedroom with new ones from Walmart. They cost less than $10. The originals were extremely dusty.

I spent quite a bit of time cleaning my apartment. I was so worried they wouldn’t give me my full deposit because something was dirty.

I had felt so taken advantage of by Goldmark that I didn’t want to give them any reason to keep any of my money. I cleaned every square inch, including the walls.

I hired my own carpet cleaner because they were going to take $100 out of my deposit to hire one for me. I vowed to find a carpet cleaner for cheaper than that.

Remember the note I posted in this post?

On the Spot Carpet Cleaning actually cleaned my carpets for less than they had quoted because my carpets were so clean to begin with. I believe I paid $60. Read the rest of this entry »


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Toning down the blues

My master bedroom was the next room I finished painting, but I did not take any pictures of that. I can tell you I painted it in “Pearls and Lace.” It wasn’t until I started painting that I realized the original color in that room was a very light pistachio.

Office being painted

The middle bedroom. I named it "The Office."

Of course, getting all these rooms, ceilings and closets painted was a bit of a dance. Ceiling finished in living room; then ceiling finished in master bedroom; then first coat finished in living room; then first coat in master bedroom; then ceiling in office; and so on.

I quickly identified the middle bedroom as my office. Oh man, I could not wait to have an office with a desk and space to pay bills and sit and look at the computer. Really, until you live in a small apartment for many years you cannot understand how exciting this prospect is.

I believe this room must’ve been a young boy’s, only because the color was a very matte blue. I decided to stick with blue, just to mix things up. My master bedroom and guest bedroom were both going to be a nice creamy color.

Office being painted

It was right over there by the closet that I accidentally spilled A LOT of paint on that beautiful hardwood floor. Thank goodness I was able to wipe it up quickly.

This is the only room in the house in which the hardwood floor is exposed. The floor in the office is not in perfect condition, but it has promise to be refinished. There is also hardwood under the carpet in the guest bedroom, and, I believe, in the hallway. I can only guess that there is also hardwood in the living room and master bedroom underneath the laminate.

Office being painted

This picture faces out into the hallway. The walls out there were the same tan as in the living room. I painted them "Delicate White" to open it up a bit.

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I like to move it, move it

One year ago tonight, I was desperately stuffing the last of my belongings into boxes. I did not have enough boxes, so this was pretty frustrating.

My mood that night was one I’ll never forget. I was actually sad to be leaving my little apartment. I remember when I first moved in, it felt like home. And still, when I think about it today, it feels like home. Don’t get me wrong, I’d rather be in my house almost any night, but I got lucky when I found that dwelling.

It was dark in my apartment on this night a year ago. I had unplugged the light in my living room. Of course, I’d plug it right in again in the days to come. I still had to give the place a good cleaning. And it was the ONLY light in my living room.

I slept well that night, and got up early the next morning to get a latte from Starbucks, pick up the truck from U-Haul, grab some more boxes from work (hopefully!), and make it back to my apartment before my moving-helpers arrived. Read the rest of this entry »

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Only in your dreams

Yesterday morning, I was woken up by noise. In my pre-consciousness, I was back in my apartment. I heard a bunch of young women screaming and yelling, and a guy or two yelling loudly, probably having a fist fight.

Then I realized I was in my house, but the noise was still there. “Don’t tell me one of the neighbors had an all-night rager, and there’s a fight in the street,” I thought.

That would be very annoying, now that I’m living in a house.

Finally, as I became more awake, I knew what the sound was: geese flying overhead, honking noisily, and the neighborhood dogs were barking at them.

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Where do I start? The rooms you need the most.

A feeling of being overwhelmed started to hit. You walk into your new house, and there is so much to do. And so many things you need that you didn’t need in your apartment.

First, I scrubbed the kitchen floor because it looked horrible. It didn’t take long for me to discover, though, that what was making the kitchen floor look horrible did not come up with a rag and elbow grease. So, until I replaced that floor, it would continue to look horrible. I’ll show you some pics in a future post.

So, I started working on a room where I could make a difference: the bathroom. There are quite a few pictures in the rest of this entry. I hope you enjoy. Read the rest of this entry »

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The snowman and the message

Here’s a story from what must be September or so. When does the football season begin?

It was opening night of the 2010 NFL season. The Vikings vs. The Saints. There is a lot of history behind why this game was going to be huge.

This video shows what was basically the end to the Vikings 2009 season. It was horrible. They coulda been, woulda been Superbowl champs.

So, the Vikings were meeting up with the Saints again, on a Monday night, no less. We were on the couch, game was on, window was open letting in the beautiful late summer air.

The neighborhood’s loudest motorcycle starts up. I get up to look outside. Nobody’s there, just the bike, rumbling.

It’s so loud it’s hard to hear the TV. An engine so terribly loud you have to close the window just so you can hear the TV… on the third floor!

This rumbling continues for at least 10 minutes. I think it was longer. I kept getting up to see if the owner was standing there yet. I kept watching.

Finally, there he was. It was the guy who lives here: One woman replaced by another + baby

I went stomping across my apartment. I was livid. I pulled out the first paper I could find. I wrote a scathing note about it being very fricking rude to start up the world’s loudest bike and just let it run when it’s warm outside.

He gets on his bike. Guess what he was warming up the bike to do? To drive it around to the back of the apartment building and park it in his garage! I flew to my front door.

I was ready to stick the snowman to his door.

I thought better of it, thankfully.

I burst into hysterical laughter. Can you imagine getting a scathing note on a cute snowman sticky?

Bringing tidings

Of course, the note above is not the note I wrote that night.

However, I remember that night for another reason. I was right in the middle of a great search. And this note was one of the last I wrote living in my apartment.

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Just in time for the snow!

Well, I finally got a balcony. Unfortunately I didn’t go to enough effort to record the date it actually happened. I believe it happened in mid-November while I was away on work.

We got quite a bit of snow soon after. I stood out on my new balcony once before this happened.

Fluffy snowyness

So, I got an opportunity to shovel my balcony on a sunny Saturday. Thank goodness. I love shoveling something when it’s sunny because it all melts and dries up and look like it never snowed.

While I was shoveling, there was a show on PBS dedicated to redecorating and cleaning up your home to clean up your mind and life. Very fitting.

Snow? What snow?

Isn't this satisfying?

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