It's small and perfect but not without it's flaws.One: It's HOT, yes HOT with all capital letters, and many of the windows have been painted shut. A couple weeks ago I woke up, got a ladder, a chisel and hammer and went to work on opening them. This happened before coffee while I was still in my pajamas. Yes, I agree, my neighbors probably do assume that I'm nuts. But that's o.k, it's early yet and I have plenty on time to win them over.
Two: The basement. Need I say more? do I want to say more? I'll filter for those of you with sensitive ears. Men previously occupied the house. Maybe that's not enough explanation to do justice to the turmoil of the basement. Not only did men occupy the house before we did, but they had animals that they kept in the basement. When the weather heats up outside with just a little bit of humidity it becomes very obvious that the Men didn't believe in litter boxes, and that maybe they had been raising ferrets. Chris emptied bags, multiple heavy duty bags of poo that had been hiding behind the walls. I love my husband. He hosed everything down and sprayed with some sort of industrial concoction that claims to harbor live bacteria that will eat other bad bacteria. This is high tech stuff. Did I mention that I love my husband? Because I do. If the smell doesn't fade soon our next plan of action is to paint with concrete paint. Maybe we can do a nice purple color. I remember a house on the block that I grew up on that had a blue fireplace, the goal was to rid the house of evil spirits, do you think that purple is worthy of ridding the house of poo?
Three: Porn. the Men. Yup, we have-had a porn stash. A porn stash in the basement wall. Very cheesy porn printed on the back of biology power point notes. Not only Men, but nerdy men occupied our house. Not so sexy.
So I've decided that if the smell doesn't diminish before we run out of money from excessive vacationing, I'll just backfill the basement. Whats a couple extra hundred square feet?
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