My charming little stone house rental that is within walking distance to the lake, college and hiking has turned out to be more challenging than I can deal with.
The place was so cute and perfectly located that I decided to ignore that the floors all sloped down from the center of the room, though once I realized that my chair sits crooked and it is messing with my back, it became frustrating, but the smell of dog pee is more than I can stand. I moved in too quickly. The fragrant smell of room deodorizers alerted me that something might be kind of stinky but I didn't check it out.
The bathroom is ADA accessible and the counter tops come to just above my knees, but my back is better so it is workable. Water stains in the closets and the carpet a bit ratty, though the downstairs had been fixed up nicely. And the landlords are great.
So we shampooed the carpets again and put deodorizer on them but as the summer begins to heat the upstairs the smell thickens. I haven't moved into my bedroom yet and am still sleeping on the couch, downstairs. I feel like my clothes and all of my belongings are being soaked with the smell of urine. Just going upstairs makes me want to take a shower.
The landlords offered to let me out of the lease because they are afraid the dog pee has soaked into the floorboards under the carpet. I hate moving! I hate looking. But, if my car were fixed I could leave! Go anywhere! Runaway again. Go somewhere far away from the family that I yearn to be a part of! Make the pain go away. It is one thing to have a son not talking to you when you live far away but quite another to be in the same town.
But, this is my home. I was here first, before all of them. They may never speak to me again but I'm not running away any more.
So I wander through the streets and look at the tiny homes with large yards and the big homes with beautiful flower gardens and flowering trees and dream.
I am sorry that the upstairs of your place smells of dog urine.
THere is this stuff up here in Canada that you buy at the local pet store that removes the smell and keeps it away nicely.. I think they also carry it at Walmart. HEH!! Its worth a try. its called Odour Begone.. Or at least something like that I bought it one time when I had my other dog Moeaa as she came to the end of her life she had lost all of her bladder control....Do you have a Pet Smart near you?? I am sure they carry it there.Wishing you all the luck and praying that you get your car fixed soon.
Oh !! And another thing...What a beautiful Photo!!!!
Not sure if this will work but it may be worth a shot:
Odor and stain removal
Best Wishes.
Sounds like your rental literally stinks! I hope you find a better place to stay. You'll be in my thoughts.
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Take care!
The biggest danger of wishing for something is when it comes true.
Have a wonderful week and keep up with those great photos.
But it does sound as if you have a myriad of relationship glitches. I think if I were in your situation, I would think hard and long about which ones can be repaired and which ones can't be saved. The one with your son, I think, would be highest priority. I have a 26 year old son, Tristan, who just back from an 11-month deployment in Kuwait at the border of Iraq. Sometimes, because of his particular job, he had to go into Iraq on those convoys you always hear being ambushed and blown up. He's my only child, and I spent that 11 months wincing when the phone rang, falling to sleep at night wondering if he was safe, if he had food and water, if he kept his helmet on and wore his flack vest at all times. Now he's back, all in one piece. I live for that kid, who isn't a kid at all anymore, has seen more of the world than I have, including the good and the evil. I can't imagine him refusing to speak to me. I can't fathom not hugging him at the door when he comes home on the occasional weekend and not being able to make him his favorite foods. I don't necessarily believe in blood being thicker than water. I have a few friends who are higher on my priority list than some of my family members, but sons and mothers...well, there's just something there that doesn't go away just because the cord's been cut and his zip code changes. If I were you, I would let the other things go and do all within my power to reconstruct that bond.
As for the dog urine...I once lived in a terrible, rundown, horrible, smelly cat-pee trailer in Wells, Nevada (nowhere), and my landlord had to spread lyme under the foundation, which did help though did not entirely subsume the odor. Maybe your landlord would be willing to ask a professional to inspect the floors and give an opinion. Otherwise, I'd ask for a discount on the rent. Or at least a year's subscription to the Glade Scented Candle of the Month Club.
Keep your chin up! Ethelmermaid