Sunday, March 8, 2009

The Aftermath

I knew it could be bad. But I still wasn't prepared for what Tim had to tell me as he walked through what was once OUR home.

The leak in the bathroom that ruined some of the flooring. I can handle the issues with the tub surround because... well we have always had issues with that. But what's with the missing shower head?

The babies room... rewind about 3 1/2 years or so. When we knew we were expecting J, Tim busted his butt to make the perfect baby room for our son. He took out a wall to an adjoining storage room (for lack of better words) to make the room bigger. He had to raise the floor some really weird amount of inches to make it level. He mudded and sanded for days. He painted. We ordered brand new carpet. It was the first room in the house to get nice, new flooring. Once we decided on a theme, he stenciled little bumble bees around J's room. Just here and there. There is a long narrow window in the room which we were afraid J might fall out of when he got mobile, so Tim built a little picket fence around it. It was a sweet, comfortable room.

Today... there is a tear in the carpet. An animal has peed and poo'd all over the room. It stinks. It's ugly. From babies room to pig sty.

The rest of the house pretty much as we expected for having had renters, with the exception of a nearly 12" tear in the master bedroom carpet. A few stains here and there, a little grime, a few smudges on the walls. Acceptable things. The back yard is full of holes... except for the one place you'd expect a hole in the ground, the pond. It's covered in rocks. There are tire tracks in the lawn. Oh and who can forget the floater in the toilet. Seriously? Who DOES that?

So that's it. I think. I don't know. I imagine we'll find more as Tim gets into cleaning and repairing. It's heartbreaking. We spent the first part of our marriage in that house. It was a home full of memories, and now, well now, it's a beat down rental house. It's not our home anymore. We couldn't go back there, for several reasons. Just knowing what these people did...

1 comment:

  1. I'm so sorry Tiff. I cannot even imagine how heartbreaking this must be for you guys.