A day of cleaning, almost 6 hours non stop

30 Apr

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After shooting two weddings over the weekend, I took some time off from one job to concentrate on another.

I attempted to get started a couple weeks ago.  Walking around the outside, picking up the litter, new and old.  Having one garbage can with a liner for the trash, another for all the rusted metal scattered around the place.  I managed to get the metal one almost filled and set it around back of the building.  The front porch needed a little organizing too so I cleaned up most of that trash and took a peek inside.  I couldn’t even deal with it, the enormity of the task was just overwhelming.  I must have worked all day already, time for dinner right?  Nope.  Only an hour and half into it.  Quitting time.

Then the weather got cold and miserable again, so I put the project on the back burner…

Yesterday I arrived a little before lunch time and knew I wanted to remove all the clothes from the first floor.  Pre visualizing the clean up in micro tasks seem to be the best way.  If I wanted to just toss everything, I would have had a dumpster long ago and just swept the place out and sent everything to a landfill.  That’s not my intent and thus the reason for moving at a snails pace.  Oh, and having a 60 hour work week and raising a family too.

A pile of vintage clothes, some with holes, others really dirty.  Just a mix of anything.
A pile of vintage clothes, some with holes, others really dirty. Just a mix of everything. The clothes are piled up out front, free for the taking.  Please don’t leave a mess behind!

 

I could almost see the path being formed as I made my way around the first room to the “kitchen” half bath, and base of the stairwell.  It feels like an archeological dig sometimes.  Getting through the dust and dirt; under the boxes and bags of clothes, I found the kitchen stove in its entirety.  Getting the clothes out went faster than anticipated so I had no choice to bite the bullet and start cleaning the store.  From now on I’ll refer to the front room as the store, because that’s what it was once.

Is it even possible to organize this and salvage as much as possible in a timely manner?
Is it even possible to organize this and salvage as much as possible in a timely manner?

 

Little by little, I made my way through the mess, placing the papers into a box I found so I can comb through them again at a later date and post some history here.  Whatever was too far damaged or useless went into another paper box that will be sent to the recycle bin.  I had another trash bin lined and ready to be filled .  Only thing I can’t find in this place is a broom.  Go figure.

Floor Store Panoramic

 

I can’t go into detail of all the cool artifacts I found, but it mostly has to do with old receipts and stubs from when the store was functional.  I have a feeling that they were once stored in boxes but someone deliberately dumped them.  The way most little items tend to fall and settle in the bottom of boxes were on top of a lot of papers.  That’s me being a detective right there…

A "clean" floor.  I can see the hardwood and feel the grain.  Therein lies the potential.
A “clean” floor. I can see the hardwood and feel the grain. Therein lies the potential.

 

All in all, I think I got about 8 square feet situated and filled the trash can 3/4 full.  I’m not sure if I’ll be able to do all of this alone.  While I waited long enough to get the ball rolling on this project, rushing this stage wouldn’t be right, yet I certainly feel pressured to get this turned into an income producing property.  I’ve got other dreams to fulfill.  Hopefully in the next couple weeks, this entire place will be cleared. Even if that means just putting the contents of this place off site.

Comment below and let me know what you think so far.

2 Responses to “A day of cleaning, almost 6 hours non stop”

  1. Jay Cozza April 30, 2014 at 10:15 am #

    There is a lighting storm on the way. LOL!

  2. Mary G Bartolotta May 7, 2014 at 4:55 am #

    Very interesting. I remember a Kline shoe store on Warren St. South side in the ’50s. Very small store.

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