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Hoarder’s Paradise

Everyone has a default song — for me it’s always been “When the Saints Go Marching in.”  I sing one particular stanza over and over again until I realize what I’m doing and then inevitably have the internal conversation re: why that’s my default song.

So, you can imagine my internal dialogue when as we were clearing out Bunker Hill my default song switched to “Gangsta’s Paradise.”  Then it clicked — I’d been talking about how this house was a hoarder’s paradise for days, hoarder’s paradise = Gangsta’s Paradise = new default song:

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death a hoarder … I take a look at my life and realize there’s nuthin’ too much left … like:

1.  A dead squirrel in one of the bedrooms

2.  1,000’s of books, including porn from the 70’s (who knew porn came in book format?), and some books that I’m sure we can all relate to:

3.  Mouse droppings all over the house

4.  5 refrigerators filled with canned food

5.  Disgust that resulted in noticing that all the canned food dated back to at least the 80’s

6.  Rocks

7.  Disappointment from the realization that my life is not like an episode of CSI when after clearing the rocks I did not find a skeleton

8.  Further disappointment when I realize that the old homeowner’s life WAS like an episode from CSI after finding letters written to him from prison

9.  An ad that read “I didn’t want to lose him, so I lost 59 pounds”

10.  Over 5,000 pounds of metal (this is Neil and I in the dump truck on our way to the scrap yard)

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About LoveAtFirstSite

Some people love dogs, some people love cars, but not me. I love dirt. I'm pretty sure it's not the first thing you think when you see me, but it's true--I really love dirt. Although, I'm picky about where my dirt comes from. Construction sites are perfect, backyards are OK, but the streets of NYC not so much. So now that you know that I love dirt, you may want to know why. I've been on and off construction sites since I was little. And here's a picture to prove it. I recently quit my public relations job in NYC in the pursuit of cleaner dirt. I love home renovations and remodeling, and I've been working closely with my dad who has been in the business for 40 plus years to learn everything I can. I’m also a full-time residential real estate agent in the Greater Fairfield area. I’m dragging my fiancé, Neil, along for the ride too. For those of you who know us, thanks for reading. And for those of you who don’t, welcome to our house flipping, home remodeling, suburbanite lives! Alana Brier | Newtown, CT | 203.304.4235 |

Discussion

5 thoughts on “Hoarder’s Paradise

  1. I finally figured out how to save your Blog and write you a comment (-with Neil’s Help)

    Posted by Bob | March 25, 2012, 5:23 pm
  2. You guys look uber tough. Like ganstas.

    Posted by thepixeldisco | April 17, 2012, 2:29 pm
  3. You guys look uber tough. Like ganstas! Or hoarders…

    Posted by cece | April 17, 2012, 2:29 pm

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