I procrastinated and procrastinated and procrastinated, but I finally did it. Well, about 90% did it.
Lori and I met some friends that couldn't wait to get down into my basement and dig through over 30 years worth of
Around noon the cleaning crew pulled up in front of the house.
They got the first look at what they had gotten themselves in for.
Then a look to the left for this view.
And then they turned the corner and got a look at this.
And then this.
If it wasn't for the refrigerator full of beer and the gin, they might have been scared away.
Hell, if it wasn't for this view all day I might have even considered abandoning the project.
3 1/2 hours later we'd finished and this is what the basement looked like.
Bill did most of the lugging the stuff no one wanted out to the street for the trash and the garbage scavengers that come around the neighborhood the night before the garbage is picked up.
This is another view of the trash.
This is the stuff we are going to take to Goodwill.
This is the stuff Lori and I wanted and stuff my son might want, but still has to look through.
This is the stuff my helpers wanted. They all worked so hard, so it was my pleasure to share my
The stuff on the right and left, I'm keeping or have to go through. The pile of boxes in the center goes out for recycle next Wednesday.
This is what the finished side of the basement looked like. I can finally walk through it and get to my tread mill. My nutricionist will be happy to hear that.
Lori took all these pictures and of course she caught me in an uncompromising position.
I was fooling around and put on the cup I used when I played ice hockey in the 70s.
Is this what you want you horn dog? Is this what you want? Well, here it is!
Happy Basement Cleaning HNT!