My Attic Saga
Aug. 23rd, 2019 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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So we have this big beautiful attic which we kind of half finished in the 1980's. It was a fairly usable room for awhile despite the splintery floor and non existent ceiling, but entropy took over and things degenerated. Some folks may remember when we had music parties up there, or played games. But the main room gradually filled up with stuff and the squirrels trashed the back room and the insulation. So things had reached the point where about all you could do up there was watch TV from a broken down old love seat and a handful of chairs. And it kind of smelled.
Daughter Amber offered to come visit in July to try to kickstart my vague ambitions to do something about the situation. By the time she actually got here she was pregnant and not feeling good enough to actually do any physical labor, but she did the important thing - set us a deadline. She found a junk hauling service and made an appointment for them to come haul stuff away on July 26, 3 days after she headed home. This forced us (and by us, I mostly mean Richard) to buckle down and start sorting the umpteen zillion boxes of books, fanzines, and random possessions that had filled the back room and overflowed into large portions of the main room. Astoundingly, he DID it! Somehow our daughter was able to accomplish what years of wifely nagging had failed at. So Junk Genius showed up as scheduled and hauled away 1.25 truckfuls of trash. Here they are breaking up the nasty old couch and the giant box spring that had been sitting in the north gable since we moved in. (We still don't know how the previous owners got that thing up the stairs. It sure didn't fit down them. The nice boys from Junk Genius went at it with axes and sledgehammers, and it's finally gone!)
So we have this big beautiful attic which we kind of half finished in the 1980's. It was a fairly usable room for awhile despite the splintery floor and non existent ceiling, but entropy took over and things degenerated. Some folks may remember when we had music parties up there, or played games. But the main room gradually filled up with stuff and the squirrels trashed the back room and the insulation. So things had reached the point where about all you could do up there was watch TV from a broken down old love seat and a handful of chairs. And it kind of smelled.
Daughter Amber offered to come visit in July to try to kickstart my vague ambitions to do something about the situation. By the time she actually got here she was pregnant and not feeling good enough to actually do any physical labor, but she did the important thing - set us a deadline. She found a junk hauling service and made an appointment for them to come haul stuff away on July 26, 3 days after she headed home. This forced us (and by us, I mostly mean Richard) to buckle down and start sorting the umpteen zillion boxes of books, fanzines, and random possessions that had filled the back room and overflowed into large portions of the main room. Astoundingly, he DID it! Somehow our daughter was able to accomplish what years of wifely nagging had failed at. So Junk Genius showed up as scheduled and hauled away 1.25 truckfuls of trash. Here they are breaking up the nasty old couch and the giant box spring that had been sitting in the north gable since we moved in. (We still don't know how the previous owners got that thing up the stairs. It sure didn't fit down them. The nice boys from Junk Genius went at it with axes and sledgehammers, and it's finally gone!)
