The people, they were disgusting.

On Sunday, Kelly and I spent the better part of the day clearing out all the trash left by the previous tennants. Among the things we had to throw away:

a tiny cheese grater
a diaper pail
a (presumably stolen) Kmart shopping basket
cans of pink and green wall paint
a broken aquarium
two boxes full of wadded up newspaper
a double stoller for dolls
pieces of lumber
the lid to a cat box
numerous cat crap scoopers and other assorted cat paraphernaila
a bundle of sticks
a broken fan
yarn
a drawer full of kitchen utensils

Now there is room for our own junk.

El Rancho has found us. Or rather Kelly found it, on Craigslist. Yay, Kelly!

Sadly, whoever lived there prior to us let their cats and their offspring make a real mess of the house. That's okay, because I like painting and cleaning and building things. (Three cheers for domesticity!) This also allows us to deluge the Internets with stories and before and after pictures of the Ranch.

Check out our lovely photos!


Yes, yes, I know this is exciting beyond belief. Just wait until we get the chickens.