This post is the story leading up to the recent posts about Mount Crumpit. As the late, great Paul Harvey would say… this is the Rest of the Story…
As I mentioned before, my Grandmother passed away last October. She lived in central Virginia in a home that people know in the area. They don’t necessarily know her, but know the house. This is the house my father and uncle were raised in and because of how good my Grandmother was at keeping up with people, this is the house much of the extended family would visit. It is a house that I was very interested in keeping in the family for many generations to come. Most of our family felt the same way, but my sister loves where she lives and no one could convince her to move anywhere else (much less the other side of the country) and no one could drag my mom out of the desert. This left us… I had grand plans of opening a brewery on the West coast, but this made us move our plans to Mount Crumpit.
Why Mount Crumpit you ask? This story was told to us by a friend of a friend and has not been verified by anyone else (including my dad and other friends from the same city), but the story goes… Apparently “Dr. Seuss” lived her for a period of time (unsure how long or when) and the hill where we now live was the inspiration for Mount Crumpit from ‘The Grinch Who Stole Christmas’. I really doubt that this is true, but I am going to pretend for the sake of my blog – who better to live in Whoville than us?
While we don’t own the place (it was left to my dad), we rent from him and will serve as the residents and general care givers. It is a very old house and has been held together with band-aids and bailing wire until now… hopefully by the end of the year we will have everything in working order, looking nice and underway to being the “family home”.
Things to be done… oye, it is a long list. Even the immediate list is long. It starts with very scary things… asbestos removal for one. This is in progress now and hopefully will be done in the next couple of weeks. Next up; get a new boiler. Sadly, natural gas isn’t an option at the moment. Then this summer / late spring we get a new roof. Thankfully there are three homes on the property. For as long as I can remember, there were always people living in these houses. Grandmother rented them out to “nice young families with a mother who stays home with her small children.” I think she wanted to have people around more than anything. In recent years the families moved away and were not replaced. This is actually a really good thing because the places were less than livable. The very first thing that was done is that one of the houses was renovated, painted and made to be the cutest place ever. This is where we moved last week. No asbestos, no roof problems, the heater works and I am not horrified at the thought of moving my very young daughter in. Thankfully we could live here until I have the same feeling about the main house.
If you’ve been reading my blog long, or if you know me at all… you know I move a lot. One could say I am an expert. This move has been the most complicated move ever. I am not sure how much of it was complicated by the new baby and how much of it was the location. I have managed to learn a few new things that I never though I’d need to know along the way though.
- Not every property is on a map.
- Not everyone believes that is possible.
- All doors are not necessarily big enough to fit a couch. (and not everyone has a whole other house to store it in, when they can’t get it in their own house)
- People sometimes really want to know how much it costs to install cable in a place it hasn’t been before. And yes, I do realize it won’t be cheap.
- Asbestos was great and used for EVERYTHING at one point… and now it is bad and will kill you. How could it have changed so much? What do we use now that will change that much in the future?
- Sometimes people want phone, internet and cable in a house for a month, before moving it to a new house or worse, back where it was before. And when they do, they don’t like being looked at like they have three heads. Don’t ask, just accept it – the story is too long and boring to get into it.
- You can fit two vehicles on roads that seem only narrow enough for one at a time.
- It is possible to get a key to every lock at your house.
- You can even get two keys for every lock.
- I must have more of a sense of humor and the ability to laugh than I thought I had. Good thing I found more!
Right now I am off to take a walk down the hill and back. This is sure to become my favorite part of living here.