It’s amazing how wonderful and cathartic putting a new home together is. Progress is being made daily. Some days more than others.

I’m finding joy again. She’s been  hiding away for a very long time.

Lucy makes me laugh every day as she gets used to new routines, sounds, and a change in temperature. She sure does love the AC on the hot days.

She had a blast today while Spencer and Elizabeth put up shower curtain rods, towel racks and toilet roll holders, put my headboard on my bed, and put up some blinds. Through it all Lucy managed to be in the center.

I had a good reason.

I bought a house in GA and left PA behind.

I am waiting for the PA house to sell, it’d be a big help to my finances–make for a much smaller mortgage payment for sure.

At the moment, I own 2 houses. Oh. Joy.

Lucy and I are still settling in to our new house. We sure do like it. No more stairs to climb or worry about. No more nightmares of himself falling down them.

Boxes are almost all emptied, things are almost all put away–at least as well as I can do without a dresser for me. I need to spend a day putting clothes on hangers and getting them hung in the closet–Yay, I have an actual closet–well, 4 closets and a pantry.

I even have a laundry room–no more basement dwelling for me.

Well, most of them anyway.

Having to dose myself with Benedryl every four hours for days made for a very non functional, sleepy person.

I have a couple of itchy spots yet, but for the most part, I am oh so much better.

Stopped the Benedryl so I can be clear headed, or as clear headed as I can be for the conference.

Many hits on the house where it is listed online but no bites yet. (Sigh)

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The for sale sign is up.

I am so sore I can barely walk.

The damp from yesterday’s ‘wonderful’ weather (we had rain all day) has made my back act up and my hip is killing me.

To top it all off, I had the worst case of hives show up yesterday, from the top of my head to my toes. Therefore, I was taking Benedryl every four hours and was a bit out of it (sleepy) for most of the day and night.

I’m still a bit itchy today but not like yesterday. Methinks it is another Benedryl day.

While sifting through the tons of paper in this house I came across this today:

His Grandfather’s ‘International Brotherhood of Boiler Makers Iron Ship Builders and Helpers of America’ working card and dues . Circa 1913. Any collectors out there?

I’m well on my way to holy crap I can’t move I’m so tired!

My back is complaining as are my knees.

Lucy was not happy with me even though I gave her the entire morning full of attention and throwitthrowitthrowit!

The book cases and my desk are empty of books.

The boxes are piling up in the cellar where they aren’t in the painter’s way.

The work is grueling and my back is making me pay for it.

Up early again…Lucy needs to stop this, except the painter will be early every day it takes him to finish. UGH! I do not do mornings well at all.

I must have run up and down the stairs, and basement stairs a hundred times today.

Lucy had me up very early and two cups of coffee were like nothing to get me going.

We had a buyer here for little things, Rick and I were supposed to take the long guns to a dealer but the buyer after seeing the guns, asked us for two days, he’d give us a better price.

We had a painter come in to give us an estimate for a quick paint job and he says he’ll start on Monday.

This means we have to pack stuff and stash it so he can have access to all the downstairs walls.

Therefore, I spent the rest of my day taking down, cleaning, wrapping, and stacking all my framed art work on the table in the basement. Tomorrow I’ll be up and down a ladder removing all the picture hooks, nails, and screws.

Lucy was pretty good as long as I gave her frequent breaks from the crate and plenty of attention when I did.

The attic looks amazing compared to what it was before. I worked in the back bedroom sifting through boxes of papers–shocking what all he hoarded up there. I swear he must’ve brought home boxes of old bills and things from his Mom’s house, I keep finding more.

I called the deputy coroner (who was the investigator we met in the room when Jay died) to ask him WTF was with all the things the insurance company needed to have sent to them along with the filled out forms. He told me to send what I had and put his name and number down as who they should contact. They were asking for things they didn’t need and he was shocked they’d asked for a second death certificate.

I was too tired to cook so I had a macaroni salad for my dinner.

I need cake.

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I am exhausted but with Jevata’s crew and her help a major dent was made in the clear out of this house.

All of Jay’s clothes are now donated to the local men’s shelter. Which means not just what was in his room but the ton of clothes he had hanging in the basement.

Much of the attic has been sorted through into throw, sell, and keep items.

Two bedrooms have been mostly cleared.

There’s plenty more to do but at least we can see a light at the end of the tunnel. You don’t clear out 46 years worth of stuff in a few hours.

Lucy had a great time at her Uncle Rick’s doggie day camp. She came home all worn out. She sure does love that she can run around the circle of their house. All she gets to do at home is back and forth.

While the Project Move crew is here tomorrow, Lucy will be off visiting her Uncle Rick and Aunt Sue.

I hear both of them are looking forward to her “day camp” visit. (I didn’t start calling it that, Rick did. LOL!)

I think she’ll have a good time since she seems to have already wrapped the two of them around her little dewclaws.

I’ve packed her day camp bag with two of her squeaky stuffed toys and a container of her dry dog food so they have treats for her. I’ve been treating her with her dry food lately rather than her cookies because she just doesn’t stop. If she had cookies instead of dry food, she’d look like a sausage for sure.

Rick will load her wire crate from my van into his car and she should be all set for the day over there.

Meanwhile Jevata and her crew will begin the job of getting this house ready for sale.

So, I’d filled out a form, enclosed a death certificate, and mailed it out to the life insurance company on the policy I didn’t know he had.

I get back yet another form requesting:

1.  Another copy of his death certificate

2. Copy of police report/accident report/EMT report.

3. Copy of medical examiner’s complete investigative report

4. Copy of the autopsy and toxicology report (if available)

5. Copy of hospital records (if applicable)

6. Signed health History and HIPPA Authorization forms

7. if accident was due to a fall….complete the fall questionnaire (2 pages) and return with health history and HIPPA forms.

8. Copy of his account statement for the month of his death.

*note: Upon claim review by carrier, additional documentation may be requested.

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