Travel and Settle

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Any sort of nine hour drive is exhausting. It's a sit down and drive only up to 55 mile per hour due to the instructions on the Uhaul. Me being the oldest that my mother has living with her, i'm the direction guide. I get to watch the boring map and tell her the turns we have to take to stay on the right route. There is nothing special about the drive there. It was stop for pee break, gas, food, drinks, and smokes. I am only 16 but I do smoke and my mother is okay with that after all the trouble of packing. On the drive to Tennessee we did park once to take a couple hours worth of a nap. Only a couple hours because unpacking and such would be needed. When we got to Tennessee we headed straight for a hotel that my aunt bunny got for us to rest. No, it wasn't special. They were there too; it was all because her six year old boy thought he saw a snake in the house. The only bonus was we had our own room and a bed for ourselves. Only for the first night we got back, until being bombarded by my younger siblings, aunt, and her two kids. Two kids by meaning her six year old and eighteen year old she adopted that hasn't been to school since fourth grade. 

It at least took three days before we had a chance to even see her house that we were going to move into. Never did we see any snake or even a snake skin in the house. Might I add that you couldn't step or sit anywhere. The house was a terrible wreck. There were brown stains on the wall and in the carpet. The question was only if it was the dogs poop or my aunt's six year old poop. Yes, I did say the six year old poop. From what we were told. The six year old got pissed at my aunt and shit on the floor and rubbed it on the wall as well. When cleaning it was unknown if the dog she had did it or the kid. I wouldn't consider that dog an actual dog. It was a rat. Okay, it was a Chihuahua. Chihuahuas to me are considered rats. How they walk without face planting due to the heavy front body build amazed me. Not really. I'd like to see them face plant the ground sometimes for humor. 

The house was huge. It was a white house with orange pillars on each window. Orange is the state color. Deep down I believed the house was haunted because my aunt's husband died in it a couple years ago. Not knowing where because the house had three bathrooms, five bedrooms, and two living rooms. By two living rooms meaning the made the garage into another living area. The cleaning of just one room took hours. We decided to take the room that was painted pink and considered haunted because no one would stay in that room. It had toys all over to pick up. Stuffing most of the toys into boxes and shoving them in a closest or corner. After that it was vacuum the mess of dead lady bugs on the ground and the shit that would occasionally be  spread around. This would be Mine, my mothers, and two siblings room to sleep in and claim to ourselves. That's exactly what happened. We crunched into a room with one twin bed and a piano. Lucky me we had taken my mattress to put our 75 inch TV on during the trip. Being my mattress I claimed the bed while my mother and little brother laid next to the mattress on the floor on a pallet. My little sister who isn't so little at all took the place by the foot of the bed intertwining with the piano legs. The next room to attack was the living room. Clothing scattered on the couch making no space to sit down and boxes placed in random places. The boxes were in the house because my aunt had a plan to move. It'll take a couple years before that ever happens. The living room was basically just like the bedroom we cleaned. After cleaning the living room we had break time to game and watch a couple movies. 

Time to clean the kitchen. The fridge had food molding from being left for so long and a mess of random things the kids attacked or wanted. The counters had dirty dishes that held more mold and rotten food. Talking about it reminds me of the nasty mold smell that wrecked the room. Cleaning was finally done and night was falling. It was back to movies and gaming. Since we lived in my aunt's place; her head set was that her six year old could hop on our gaming system and TV whenever he wanted and she had control over the electronics also. We tried explain how you don't expect people to share phones because one moved into another home it was just like the TV and gaming system. Still it wasn't going to work that way at all for her in her home. The idea of cleaning the back living room popped up so that we could get space to ourselves and not be forced off our own TV. That was needed to be cleaned. I personally didn't want to clean the back living room because you couldn't step anywhere without stepping on in a dead black bug or running into a spider. I and my mother took the job to get done for the better good. So, cleaning it I found three special dead creatures. First I found a dead frog, then dead salamander, lastly a dead mouse with dead larva in it. On top of that thousands of black bugs and a ton of spiders dead and alive. Breaks were need frequently, so cleaning it was going to take time. Just so we had our own space we pushed about the thirty boxes to the back of the living room. The back of the second living room was to the right when you walked into the only door to enter. We placed our 75 inch TV to the left on the TV stand and made a pallet of blankets to sit and relaxed on. The second things were placed my aunt and her two kids came in the room to explore a space they haven't been in for a very long time. Randomly after we cleaned the room we discovered it was my aunts favorite room. The six year old tried taking his bike to ride in the room with  the 75 inch TV in the room. That wasn't going to happen. The only thing he knew what to do was throw a fit and he did. 

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