1/6/19

Today was the last day the convenience store downstairs was open.  It is in a high crime area, and corporate wouldn’t pay for security. The Police here have been without a contract for more than 1500 days, and are suffering attrition due to low pay. They can’t be there all the time.  I spoke to a pair of officers on bicycles, and one said: “It was only a matter of time, first they cut their hours back, and now this”.

I will miss the friendly clerks, but I will not miss the open shoplifting and rude behavior of the customers.

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1/5/19

Yesterday I saw a barefoot crack head pushing a baby stroller. sad. This morning I saw a pair of pants and a condom wrapper in the middle of the sidewalk, and one of the doors to Walgreens had a busted out window.

But on my way back, one of the creatures was very polite to me.

 

1/3/19

Deep cleaning has been exhausting, and I still have a ways to go.  Painting the Hallway will be nice, but might wait for my roommate to do it.  The more I do, the more I see needs to be done! but a friend came over the other day and could see the difference, and told me it smells clean in here, which is nice.

Yesterday at the pharmacy, I had the experience of seeing a domestic violence situation, and a police involved security incident.

12/23/18

I am really shocked that the convenience store changed it’s hours to 9-5.  There are still creatures outside, though. Mostly congregating near the tobacco store.

I am enjoying my solitude and putting things in order.  Getting my house back. Silence when I want it. repairing the chaos of 2 years with a roommate. So far, bliss.

“Garage” and “Hospital” back where they belong.  So much more to do, but baby steps, as they say.

9:30 and even more clutter conquered!

12/20/18

I’m enjoying the early morning rain hitting my windows, relaxing before another day of cleaning.  A surprise call from an old friend is giving me more motivation, as I will have company this afternoon. It’s rare for me to have company so this will be nice motivation for my cleaning and puttering.

12/19/18

As pretty much everyone else gears up for the holiday, I am beginning the cleanup.  My roommate and I let things go for a long time. Now he’s in Florida.  Unlabeled food in the fridge, detritus of 2 years of his stay, getting organized to be able to reach a deeper clean, as in putting storage boxes in storage so I can vacuum, etc. this is what is what is making up my day.

Dishes to be loaded, unloaded, or disposed of, decisions to make about a surplus of cookware, all are conspiring to make me feel overwhelmed.  Thankfully, I can be as loud or as quiet as I want, I can sleep when I want, etc.  Kipling said: “Slowly, slowly, catchee monkey.”  And so I am taking things at my own pace.