attacking the ivy and other adventures

Today I can actually say I got a few things done so I’m proud of myself. And sore.

Yesterday mom went off with her youngest sister to her country place for a few days. It’s easier to work without her here… I just put on some rockin’ music and get to it. Today it was Johnny Cash. On the other hand I can’t ask mom what to keep and what to get rid of. Mind you… that’s probably a blessing. Mom would want to hang on to just about everything… cause we might need it, someone in the family might want it, etc.

I started the day by sorting through a few more cabinets and lining up crockery and glasses to see what she wants to keep and what to give away. There’s a LOT to sort through. Back in the old days family gatherings and parties often included up to 50 people – so you can imagine the amount of crockery and cutlery needed for that. And most of it’s still here, in cupboards.

I started boxing up my brother’s photos, souvenirs and posters for storage. Those were easy.

I made up bags and boxes of things to give away and a bag for rubbish and put them in the stairwell for easy access to ‘outside’.

I measured and ordered a shoe storage unit for behind the front door downstairs and a couple of other small things from Ikea. I won’t be going overboard with shopping as mom wants to keep and use as much as possible what she already ad.

I then tackled the ivy. It was a lovely sunny day so I figured best to move outside while the weather allows. Dad made a carport way back when and put metal across the top and grew ivy over it. That ivy is like a tree now, its so thick in placs. It’s time for it to go. Once its all cleared away I can get the railing repainted and can start planting pretty things in the garden.

The thing is, since there are wires everywhere holding the ivy in place you can’t just hack away at it with a hand or electric saw. I decided the way to tackle it was to cut and break off as much as I could by hand to enable me to see the wire and metal. That way I can attack the thicker bits with my reciprocating saw later.

While fighting ivy, a gypsy drove by shouting out about taking away old metal things people don’t want so I called him over. We get that a lot here. Guys in trucks and utes go around neighbourhoods playing recordings saying they will clean out basements, rooftops, yards etc and take away anything you don’t want. Some will take furniture and just about any household items. Others will only collect metal. Sometimes they charge you for doing it, other times they will only take things which have resale value for them. The guy today took some old metal chairs I needed to get rid of, some old radiators, some odds and ends, plus the bags and boxes I’d already put on the staircase.

As a favour, he took a load of things down to the rubbish for me, heavy stuff I couldn’t move myself. He wasn’t interested in furniture so I’ll be calling another guy about that later.

I called the electricity company again and put in a complaint about them taking so long. Not a thing back from them yet. Again. And still no news from the natural gas people either.

All in all a pretty productive day. Meanwhile enjoy some pics from today.

Stage 1. After removing SOME ivy. This is what it looked like from the gate to the renovated apartment looking toward the carport.
Tossing ivy cuttings into the run-down little garden as I go.
Stage 2: you can see into the carport now.
Stage 3: light inside the dark and damp carport! Still tons of ivy to remove.
The bathroom is finished!
A bar for mom to hold onto.
The smaller window. Greeks and windows in showers… I don’t know…
The bathroom really is tiny. Still need to get and put up a shower curtain, but love the hooks for added hanging space.
Kitchen finished. Dishwasher in place.

So that’s about it for today. Tomorrow is a new day and I’ve barely made a dent in the things that need doing.

z

5 thoughts on “attacking the ivy and other adventures

    • Yes, the place is gorgeous. Of course mom will fill it with her countless small mats and doilies but what can you do? LOL As for the gas and electric… ineptitude in communication between departments I think.

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