Cleaning up the Appraiser is coming

The appraiser called and will be coming out Monday afternoon to do the appraisal on the house.  This is the dream house that we have been building for almost 20 years.  Needs to appraise it for the bank loan.  He will assess what the value should be when it is finished.  That takes a little imagination and being able to see the potential.  The contractors have been working on the inside and starting to frame in some of the closets and the plumbers and electricians have been working their magic, but it is still really rough.

Unfortunately, the grounds around the house are riddled with weeds and that takes a lot away from the appearance of the home.  I am hoping the appraiser can see the potential.  I have been out there weed eating and pulling up puncture vine which has spread all over.  Our riding mower needs a starter and is hard to start.  The parts have been ordered and I hope they come in today.  In the meantime I have been using the weed-eater.  That little gem was something I bought for Lynn for Father’s day about 15 years ago.  He used it once, but I use it every summer.  It is leaking oil but I manage to start it and use it anyway.  Some day it will need to go in for a spa day and be rejuvenated.  But for right now I hope it hangs in there.  It can rest in December.

Handy dandy weed whacker. Momma’s toy.

Thought I would get out of the sun for a bit and work on the blog, but will be heading out there again in a little bit.  I sure hope all the weed pulling and hauling and moving  shows up when I weigh in on the scale this week.  Being lighter would just be a bonus.

Okay, as much as I am loving this house, the one thing I’m really looking for is a nice lush green lawn and flowers.  It isn’t in the construction budget, but I am hoping that when I sell the house we are in, that I can get it professionally landscaped with a sprinkling system and the maintenance would be much simpler.

I grew us on the streets of Detroit where the sidewalks and alleys were my play ground.  I thought we were rich when my mother was finally able to purchase a house that had a postage-sized yard.  Loved mowing the yard (push mower) and planting flowers.  Then a blight came to the area and we lost all the elms to the “Dutch Elm” disease, then the riots and unrest came and we had to move.  I have longed for a nice green lush yard ever since.  Some day it will happen.

During my weed-eating this morning, I was accompanied by my sweet collie Kinzie.  She is my rock.  She makes me live in the moment.  When I get anxious or down, she lifts me up.  Unconditional love that is what she gives me.

My lovely Kenzie

More photos of the clean-up and inside of the house, later.

Annie, Master Weed Whacker