I've said that this house stinks, right? The previous owners were Korean, and they cooked some traditional foods (cough, cough, FISH!) as well as I see evidence of curry in the grout. Yeah, I told you this place was a sty. And on top of that, I don't think they cleaned the bathrooms in the 8 years they were here. So the house, well, has an interesting odor.
Remember that they haven't cleaned the bathrooms or kitchen? Well, the oven sure looked like it hadn't been cleaned since the last millenium. One of the tasks I was "assigned" was to clean the oven. Since it has a self cleaning function, I pulled the lever to lock the oven, pushed "clean," and "start." Yeah, that was the easy part. Now I have to clean the dang thing since the 3 hour cycle has just finished.
Do you know what the bodacious part is? The whole house has been infiltrated by the oven clean mode smell. It's not a bad smell. It just smells like something is being cooked in the oven. And it covers up all the other odors, at least temporarily, which rocks my world.
5 boxes unpacked tonight. Phase 1 of the oven cleaning done. (Now comes the fun part of taking cleanser to it.) Some of Julia's toys put away. Big TV placed - cable hook-up not done yet, but at least we figured out where the TV will sit. Plans to steam clean the carpets and paint this weekend. The city garbage folks are coming to haul away the super smelly fridge, freezer, and 15 huge boxes of the trash they left on Thursday. Hopefully that will be a step in the right direction as far as the smell goes.
I can see the lights on Vashon Island from bed. You can also see the glow from the Seattle city lights. And you can see airplanes taking off and coming in for a landing.
Slowly, very slowly, it's starting to feel like home. YAY!