I’ve never gotten Trick or Treaters, probably because I’m not even home until 7:30 or 8. It’s deer season. But I always get candy just in case, and I try hard not to eat it all before Halloween Night. Well, it’s 9:30 now, and I think Trick or Treating hours are over. So, now I’m eating one after another.
I just found out that my house was built around 1929. My landlord said he doesn’t think there’s an accurate record that states exactly when the house was built, but that the township has the year as 1929. I didn’t think it was anywhere near that old. I thought it was maybe built in the 60’s or 70’s. Now I’m very interested in the history of this place, though I doubt there’s any records to be found.
I signed the purchase agreement Monday and we’re moving forward, but some work will be done on the house before we close. Most notably, all the siding will be replaced, though I requested that the new siding be the same color as the old siding. The new siding will be vinyl, the old siding is wood. Also, the tree in the front yard will be cut down and the awing over the front door will be removed.
The back patio will be torn up and replaced with a new patio, and a small patio will be put in around the side door. I’m also getting a new refrigerator, stove and microwave. One window will be replaced, an outside light will be replaced and screens will be put on the attic windows.
Consider these to be the Before pictures. I’ll take After pictures when the work is done. When the work is done, then we’ll close on the house.
Updated 12/28/2018 to insert pictures of the old stove, microwave and fridge.
I actually bought a package of cheap squirt guns years ago, to keep my pets off my couch. It worked, with Buddy. Luci was always good about getting off the couch when I told her to. But Buddy. tell him to get off the couch, or try to push him off, and he just rolls over. Buddy is a large cat, probably weighs around thirty pounds, and pushing him off the couch is not easy.
But I found that one shot with a squirt gun is all that’s needed to get Buddy off the couch. I should’ve stuck with that, but I didn’t. So, I’d get dog and cat hair on my couches and then, eventually, Buddy would pee on them. I now think Buddy peed on the couches because of stray cats coming near the house. The couches were always near windows. He never peed on my armchairs, which were never near windows. So, I think it was stray cats.
Anyway, after getting this couch and chair from my mom and dad, even though I have waterproof covers on them, I decided I’m going to try keeping my pets off them. Luci hasn’t even gotten onto them yet, but she might the first time I leave the house.
Buddy had gotten onto the couch and chair a few times. When it was too difficult to push him off, I remembered the squirt guns. I loaded one and shot him once, and off he goes. I think he’s getting the message. He’s now lying in the pet bed next to my desk.
And the binoculars. I bought the binoculars a few weeks ago. Although I can see the game just fine from across the room, my eyesight is such that I have difficulties seeing the scores and the clock, or whatever, from across the room. I always had to get up and move closer to the TV to read that information and I was tired of it.
So, I came up with a solution. I bought these binoculars for seven bucks. Now when I want to see the score or the clock, or the inning or how many outs, or any of the information, I don’t have to get up. I just lift the binoculars to my eyes and look.
The Lions beat the Dolphins, 32-21.
After more than a year of not having a couch, I now have a couch and chair that both recline. Though I have protective covers on them, I’m going to try keeping my pets off them.
One of my biggest fears is drowning. When I was a kid, a boat that a friend and I were in flipped. I never learned to swim and would have drowned if my friend hadn’t pulled me out. Since then I’ve been having dreams that involve me getting stuck in waterways and floods.
I just woke up from one where my mom, me and someone else were on a walkway under a bridge. I fell and slid down the concrete slope into the canal. The water was.no higher than my ankles, but it was slowly rising. The slope was too steep to climb.
I thought my mom was saying something about some steps to my left. I looked over, but all I saw was the mouth of a big pipe that water was passing through.
I started moving that way to see what my mom was talking about, but the closer I got to the pipe the deeper the water became, and then my mom was telling me not to go that way. So, I moved back to where I was. I was starting to panic when I woke up.
This is Daisy. My mom and dad’s dog. Today she was having bad seizures and the vet euthanized her. I took this picture a few weeks ago. She could hardly hear or see these past few weeks, it was a wonder she continued to greet me when I came in the door.
Daisy had been part of the family for, I think, fifteen years. When she was a pup, she was found at Fick’s, the store up the road from my mom and dad’s house. The store was keeping her in a pen until someone adopted her.
My mom decided she wanted Daisy. She went to the store, but a lady had gotten there before her and they were trying to get Daisy in her car. So, my mom left without saying anything.
Later, my mom went back to the store and Daisy was still there. Turns out they were unable to get Daisy to stay in the lady’s car and the lady had given up. When they put Daisy in my mom’s car, Daisy jumped into the passenger seat and sat there.
It’s going to be strange when I’m not greeted by Daisy next time I’m at Mom and Dad’s house.
