The Beat Goes On

As the weekend arrived, we got on our game faces and prepared to return to the condo.  After a stop at Tim Horton's, Lowe's and Best Buy were ready to take on the day.

I have to admit, the condo itself gives me the heebie jeebies, I always expect something bad when I walk in.  Maybe I should take the advice a client gave me and have an exorcism for the place.  Or I could just hope that a coat of primer and cleaning it will help.  However, if you have any advice on getting bad energy out of a place I'm open to ideas, just no burning things that will smell up the place.

Luckily the door opened and nothing was out of place, anymore than it already was.  We each took our positions and got to work.  Sean worked on the garage door opener and I tackled the kitchen.  I had already discovered that when you removed the contact paper, all that was left was particle board.  That's fine, I was going to recover them anyway and down the road we are replacing.  Next up the dishwasher.  I wanted to let it clean itself, so I bought this cleaner from jet dry that you just place in the dishwasher, turn on the hottest setting and let it go.  Super easy and it needed it, I don't know if you can tell by my "before" picture.

Loaded and locked it set off on it's cleaning journey.  

Now I have to mention that the previous resident of this condo was a nail happy woman.  I decided not to keep count as I removed them, but I was tempted to see if a record had been set for most unusual nail placement.  I walked around from room to room with my nail removing tool, working my heart out.  At some point I set it down somewhere before starting the dishwasher.  Now I couldn't figure out where I put this essential tool.  I looked in the garage, room to room and then down in the basement.  

I need to preface this with a side note.  We currently live in a townhouse with open trusses, all heating/cooling and pipes exposed.  I've gotten desensitized to the sound of running water.  

So, when I walked down to the steps to look for my tool, it took a minute or two before my brain registered that sound of pouring water wasn't a good sound.  I picked up my pace, peaked around the corner to find a not so calming water feature pouring into the basement.  As I ran upstairs to turn off the dishwasher, I yelled for Sean.  Dishwasher off, Sean found and the tears began.  

When we looked for the leak, it seemed small at first and then with a little light a sad reality hit.  I guess a refrigerator was not the next appliance I was going to get to pick out.  After a little investigation it looked like this was far from the first time this had happened.  Thank you so much (explicative) ex wife for letting us know that you never fixed anything in this place.  This situation at least gave me greater understanding of why Sean had to have a shop vac before we moved in.  Which by the way I have named R2-D2 and I love my little helper.

I did try to shake down the guys delivering the washer and dryer for a dishwasher when they arrived, but they didn't have any extra on the truck, shucks.  Research has begun on dishwashers and I'm taking votes on best brand and best feature to make sure I get, feel free to post a comment if you have any input. 

SUNDAY

Never a dull moment at Casa Sucky.  This is short and sweet, although I would like to note and thank Sean for installing the new deadbolt.  I know he was nervous, but it looks great and it works.

As we got started Sunday, Sean stood on the other side of the pass through in the kitchen working on something while I continued in the kitchen.  At some point I went to turn on the faucet, while not really watching what I was doing.  Next thing I knew there was a geyser in the kitchen, water shooting straight up from where the hand sprayer used to be.  I quickly turned off the water and looked around as Sean stifled a laugh.  The sprayer was half way across the kitchen, there was water on me, the ceiling, the floor, my phone, well you get the point, everywhere.  I unknowingly did an impression of Lucile Ball starting to cry and Sean tried to stop laughing until my cry turned into a cry/laugh "I hate this place" moment.  

I did finish the contact paper project and wondered why I ever thought contact paper was "fun."  Sean patched every last nail hole in the place and we called it a night.  

The condo has been on hold for the last week while Sean traveled for work and I packed up the apartment. We head back tomorrow.  I can't wait to see the state of the banana we left behind, gross.

To get a good visual

Below are pictures to help give you an idea of what we found.

Pass the Xanax

After much prodding, we finally got access to the condo a week ago.  Delay after delay started to creep in on our available hours to work on the place so we just said we would clean the place and clean out the bit of garbage she was going to leave behind.  There is plenty of back story of why someone who doesn't have a job can't get a condo cleaned out in a month, but I choose not to digress.

I was the first to get there and was hoping that I wouldn't find any holes in the walls or anything else my "friends" suggested I might find.  She had left the garage door unlocked and unlatched so we didn't need the remote to get in.  Why we didn't just get the code, I couldn't figure, but we figured the battery was dead.  So I lifted the garage door and started to look for the hidden key.  It really wasn't hidden, but oh well, I opened the door and started to explore.  

I was greeted with a laundry room with what looked like some water damage under where the washer was.  No big deal, that is the first room we want to remodel.  Moved quickly past the stairs to the basement, I was waiting for Sean to arrive to take that on.  I'll admit, I'm afraid of basements, it may be unreasonable, but that's the least of my issues.  Entering the kitchen I got a clear picture of what I was in for, a house that has not been cleaned in a long time.  Ok, fine, bring it on, I planned on cleaning anyway.  Next was the cabinets full of dishes and some food, sweet, toss food and donate dishes.  The rest of the house was sprinkled with crap left behind,  stuff on the floor and dirty walls.  The master bedroom's window was left a little open, but I figured it was just overlooked when she left, but even better reason not to enter the basement alone.  

Soon after Sean arrived with lunch I got him to explore the basement with me.  I bravely hide behind him with a can of air fresher, ready to take on anything we would find.  I couldn't find anything else to defend us, so I figured I could just blind someone if there was someone down there (I already stated I was unreasonable).  The only scary thing in the basement was the mess.  It was like it rained packing peanuts at some point and well the thaw never came or a person with a broom.

After eating lunch we got another look at the place and I started working on the clean up and Sean went to re latch the garage.  At first it just seemed like it wasn't attaching back to the trolley correctly, we looked and looked and moved things around, but it still wouldn't lift the door.  Then it hit us, the chain wasn't moving.  We were given a warning that it had been acting a little funny and when the weather got a little colder it was supposed to be worse.  Well, it wasn't really cold on this day and it wasn't even trying to move.  The cover to the opener was pulled off to find it filled with shredded curls of plastic.  Upon closer investigation, Sean found a chewed up gear.  This thing had died, not sure when, but it was dead on arrival, our arrival.  

So add that to things that needed to be purchased, the state of the condo and the fact we never really wanted this and I was done for the afternoon.  Sean returned to work and I went to my parents house to cry.  Yes, I needed my mommy and daddy and then some retail therapy.

We purchased a new opener and loaded the truck with a couple other things after Sean got home from work and headed back over.  As the sun started to set, we arrived to a garage door that re latched itself.  I'm all for a self starter, but not so much in this case.  So we tried the front door, which we had found an old key for while going through things at the apartment. We weren't sure if she had the locks changed, but we decided to try it and all it did was spin in the lock.  

This really shouldn't be a big deal, but the new washer and dryer were supposed to be delivered the next day and we needed a secure place to put it.  Sucking it up, Sean had to call the ex and ask for a key.  Although she wasn't able to meet us that night, she agreed to meet him in the morning with the front door key.

The next morning arrived and a text from the ex that she left the key between the screen door and front door, security is a high priority for this women. Sean arrived at the condo at 6 am to find another key that just spinned, probably close to what his head was doing.  So he gave up the fight and headed back to the office to reschedule the delivery and call a lock smith.  Yep add that to the cost too.

By that evening, we had a front door that locked, a garage door opener that was being put together and I started to clean the kitchen.

Don't worry, this is just where the fun begins, more to follow........

And the winner is…..

It may have started off Home Depot vs. Lowe’s, but neither of them can claim a win.   I have to say that Home Depot would win for location and hot dogs, Lowe’s has better selection of products (with the exception of not carrying LG products), but Best Buy wins for deals on washers and dryers. 

Home Depot was offering $250 off the LG washer and dryer and free delivery; I think the attitude was included at no charge.  Best Buy had a total of $227 off the two, free delivery and a $150 Best Buy gift card for each appliance.  Sa-weet!  Plus the associate who helped us was friendly and knowledgeable, can’t beat that deal.

Sean is still in shock that we spent more on a washer and dryer then he spent on his first two cars.  However, we are both happy to have our first new washer and dryer as adults.  Now we can finally stop throwing a damp towel in the dryer when we’ve forgotten clothes in there to long, the dryer has a steam function.  Once we get them in place I will post a picture.  We still have to tile the laundry room, buy cabinets and paint before we can hook them up.

This experience made me feel like a grown up, not sure if that is a good or bad thing.  My idea of a hot date on a Friday night did end up being a big appliance purchase and dinner at Red Robin.