Great photos! How beautiful and serene it appears up there.
placed air fresheners/cleaners in every room
got air filter for A/C system
sorted through 75+ boxes of various stuff and created piles for: Donate, Keep, Sell, Trash. Have 400 more boxes to go...
sorted mail and documents
met with attorney on probate court plans etc.
found a black metal safe that might contain important papers
met with neighbors for instructions while we're away
called locksmith to open safe
argued with locksmith over quoted price to open the aforementioned safe
discovered opened safe contained nothing of real importance or value
walked through house with a local contractor to get an initial quote for repairs and renovations
cut leg wide open about 4 inches on the newly opened safe
bled profusely through hallway until the contractor noticed the blood and he freaked out
got medical treatment from the neighbor (who is a doctor)
made mental note to get a tetanus shot asap
sealed open windows as best we could until repairs could be made
took photos for insurance
turned off water to house (pipe burst back in January)
discovered hole in roof from last night's storms (16' long branch about 10" wide thru roof)
took more photos for insurance
placed 55 gallon trash bin under leak in kitchen ceiling for now
cleaned house yet still feel like bugs are crawling all over me
set off another round of bug foggers
returned to hotel
showered and had a nice dinner where I consoled my parents and talked through the next steps for the estate
Had fitful dreams last night. Maybe because of the storms here, maybe not. I am feeling pretty good but exhausted. It is simply surreal.
Decent to madness
came when the love of his life
died an early death (he died at 38)
Side note: i discovered he kept everything single item of their life together and anything that belonged to his dead lover. Pieces of paper, old letters, theater tickets, bills, school papers, journals, plane tickets, clothing, bday cards, recipes, photos (of course), movies, dishes, jewelery, drawings, books. all of it. every scrap. It made me cry to think how much inconsolable pain he must have been in to lose his partner so early and to be alone for so long surrounded by all of the items of their life together- like he never left. breaks my heart.
Bugs are still crawling--
in defiance of bug bombs
that were placed last night.
"Would kill him myself"
is what i thought this morning
of my dead uncle.
I need a respite
from all the insanity.
I am simply drained.
Just hearing your voice
makes me feel calmer somehow
you- my protector.