Evilsciencechick

Phase 2 of “getting the condo ready to sell” has been accomplished: cleaning out our rental storage unit.

It was not easy.

The unit was a disorganized mess. While things were stack neatly around the periphery, everything in the middle had just been thrown in. We organized everything in piles - throw away, donate, keep and repack neatly.

Kev pointed out that most of the things in the donate pile were mine. Insinuating, perhaps, that I have more stuff than him. This is not the case. The TRUTH is, HE WON’T GET RID OF ANYTHING!

here is how many conversations went.

ESC: do you want to keep this [insert useless item that hasn't been used/worn/read for as long as I've known him, and perhaps longer, judging from the bad shape it's in]?

Kev: hmmmm…ehhhhh…uhhhhh….yeah. Throw it in that box over there.

ESC: dammit.

The rats have been active in our unit as well, judging by the massacre of some of my old beanie babies (shut UP, my MOM bought them for me, OK?), and the complete shredding of a very old Tolkein paperback of Kev’s.

We had Sadie with us to keep us company, though she spent a good deal of time barking threateningly at the parade of very large great dane and great dane-like dogs belonging to the very nice lesbian couple working at their unit a little ways down from ours. They were very chatty and nice. They even had a pond in one of their units - one of those plastic pond forms - which they filled with water and let their dogs play in. When they were done, they let Sadie play in it. She was a little uncertain at first - “is this a BATH? I don’t like BATH. This feels like it might be a BATH.” But then there were little floaty ball toys she could bark at and beg us to throw…uh…two feet to her left, so she could dig at the water and pick up the ball and fling it out of the pond. She was in doggy pond heaven.

Kev got to the storage unit around 1, I joined him after my workout and working in the lab for a bit, around 2:30. We finally finished work around 9. We threw away a truckload of trash, and now we have a truckload to donate to goodwill. There is plenty of room in the unit now for the additional furniture I want to move out of here.

Tomorrow we’ll pack up stuff and furniture to move out there.

Next week, the flooring goes in.

In the meantime…I need to take a bath and soak my feet. They are SORE from standing on concrete all day.

but it feels GOOD to have all that done!

***UPDATE****

ahhhh….that was WONDERFUL. And epsom salt bath soak with my eukalyptis bubble bath and gel. I am clean and smooth and good smelling. And my feet feel SO MUCH BETTER. Especially since I attacked them with a pumice stone. Take THAT callus!