Our little house in Nyack

It's getting closer to the time that Patrick and I are going to be back out in New York and I began to think about the dump we lived in when we were there over the summer. Then I thought you might want to see it as well. It was the basement of a house that was vacant for most of the time we were there. Then the last month or so this Mexican family moved in upstairs with I don't know how many family members. They clomped around and they had kids that you could hear running and falling all over the house. One day before they moved in I came back from a run and decided to break in to see what the upstairs was like. I climbed in a second story window that was open a crack and looked around. It was very devious. Now, in this picture, our door is not the one off it's hinges, thankfully. It's the one just to the left of it. The off-hinge door is just to a little scary storage area. The lights by the sidewalk we already half broken even before the kids started riding their bikes on the sidewalk and breaking them the rest of the way.

This is our kitchen. Above the window you see is where Patrick woke up one morning to find there was a leak in the ceiling that had been captured by the paint that had stretched into a huge bubble holding about half a gallon of water. He moved all the appliances beneath and popped it with a knife and all the water came gushing out. I think they go this flooring from the 1970s for sure.

What you need to realize is that it seems this had just recently been made into a separate apartment and they had put in some new flooring to make it seem a little nicer. The problem was the person who put it in wasn't just unskilled, they didn't care. There were terrible mis-cuts in the carpet, parts that had just been jammed in causing big bulges. The bathroom was the worst. The vinyl was totally short cut around the toilet and there was a big piece under the vinyl. Then the strip along the tub to keep the vinyl from curling up hadn't been trimmed against the wall. I can't believe we didn't get a picture of it. It just kept going up the wall about 8 inches. It was absurd. Then we had this tiny television that only got about 5 channels. I watched a lot of cooking shows and Ellen DeGeneres.

These chairs were super uncomfortable and we didn't even have any kitchen chairs so our table was pretty much just a huge shelf because the living room chairs were too low to use at the table.

I guess we also didn't get a picture of our super bed. We started with an aerobed which apparently is not meant to be blown up for a month straight because it popped. We had quite an adventure attempting to patch it before giving it up as a lost cause. After that we put the box frame of the twin bed on the floor next to the twin mattress and put some blankets on it and Patrick slept on that side. It was pretty interesting. I actually think it was a great summer experience because it sure made us appreciate our condo in Provo. Also, it really can't get much worse than that so wherever we live in New York this coming summer will seem great.