#some old KITCHEN GADGETS IM GETTING RID OF

[mechanicalriddle]

minimalists in my life love to comment on my "borderline hoarder tendencies" & i do genuinely resent it because I AM LITERALLY NOT

[acityofglasswithnoheart]

I had to travel via greyhound to my fiancés family home, for our engagement and meeting my new family, and dealing with a family home to be sold. The grandparent of my new family died last year, my mother-in-law, too emotional to let my fiance start to move things out of the home, wanted everything to be left as is, to remember her mother.

Well, it went too far. Now other family from across the state had hired movers to claim items they want- old beautiful wood furniture. An organ, a piano, old china cabinets and sets, higher value things of that nature. My mother-in-law did hide the guns however 😆

The movers came in late and were unprepared for the task of moving a heavy piano from the basement. So they had to reschedule for a day later, with more men. My mother-in-law was being incredibly emotional while practical things had to be done, causing a panic in the girls who were trying to do as she asked, moving things- while the movers were there- to everyone's detriment. It was chaos. In the end i took her aside and told her she must calm down and be still, to let them work. She was up their ass, i felt bad for them.

There was more work to be done. The grandparents were avid gardeners, and it had been nearly 2 years since regular bush trims and garden work had happened. Giant weeds had invaded everywhere and the grandparents had an affinity for thorny holly bushes and roses, so i got a bit scratched up. I worked on tackling the bushes next to the both neighbors driveways as a priority. It took a good deal of time without hedge trimmers.

Regular housework had also been ignored, and the basement had to be cleared and sorted of items they had collected over the years. So i got cracking. Cleaning top to bottom, hitting ceiling to get rid of cobwebs, wiping down cabinets and counters, using comet on sinks, beating old rugs, sweeping and mopping.

There was another woman sent as a representative of the other side of the family that hired the movers, she had married into the family a year ago. She came with her daughter from a previous marriage. The mother seemed willing to help, but only in small things, looked and acted as if she didnt want to get her hands dirty.

I woke up in the mornings, made coffee and simple breakfasts before we worked cleaning, sorting or doing yard work. My fiancé however, works management in his company and had to work due to some call offs at the shop. So he ate his breakfast and was off to work, it was really just me and the girls.

So i spent my time sorting and cleaning one room at a time. Im glad i brought an appropriate work outfit. I was there cleaning for 4 days.

His mother said the other girl and i could have the less valuable items if we wanted. So much was going to have to be thrown away. I picked some sturdy serving plates and kitchen gadgets- some never opened or used. Knife sets, emersion blender, 2 tier dessert servers, heavy bottom copper pots and pans, a nice cast iron dutch oven, ect. Things that i hadn't been able to afford, but wanted. There were also things in the garage but i left that up to my fiancé as i dont know much about tools and had never seen some specialty ones.

The other wife however, got greedy. In addition to simple things, she got some rose point crystal from one of the old cabinets. I saw her placing it out, and i said nothing and walked out. She had barely worked while she was out here, mostly making her child work for her and was now expecting to take pricey items back to her home to sell or keep. My mother-in-law walk into the kitchen, saw it laid out and i heard her yell at the woman, but i was working in the garden and minded my own business.

She did let me have a nice German serving set from the 90s though, not terribly valuable but pretty.

Over all im happy its over and im back home. It was kinda stressful.

[bladengineer]

Can we got some more Blitzkrieg Boys stuff? Like their everyday life after the abbey, what carreer they would chose, relationship stuff, some more little quirks? (I just love your headcanons so much and you portrayed them so well on the BlitzBoys, so yea

hey anon, im fukin love you okay?

shgdjg THIS GOT REALLY LONG?? IDK MAN I THINK I TEARED UP A BIT BUT HEY HERE HAVE SOME BLITZBOYS AND WHAT I THINK HAPPENED DURING VFORCE

my biggest headcanon for them is, after the whole Abbey got shut down and all the boys were rescued, they ended up in the foster care system since they’re all underage after all – Tala fought tooth and nail to keep the four of them together, there was no way authorities could separate them, not on Tala’s watch

finding a good foster home for them was hard: years of training and conditioning in the Abbey made it hard for them to integrate themselves back into society where they could have normal lives – they were taught to get rid of every shred of emotion they had, Winning was everything and to Lose was the greatest humiliation possible

to ‘outsiders’ they were seen as nothing more than problem children and kids their age feared them – but they didn’t know, they had gone through years of punishment and harsh conditions, they don’t know what it means to be cared about, to be nurtured in a positive way, they didn’t trust adults, they didn’t trust anyone; it was them against the world

it wasn’t until Mr.Dickenson personally filtered them out of the system and brought them to a single foster mother, who was all around known to take many strays in – it was also the first time the boys were greeted by something else than apprehension and fear: kind eyes and a happy grin

building their own life with the freedom to to do as they pleased (within reasonable limits of course) was…a journey for them; naturally they had to visit a few people regularly too – therapists and private tutors, all funded by Mr.Dickenson, and it wasn’t always easy, their road to recovery was bumpy and loopy

but their foster mother wasn’t a quitter: she put tremendous effort into raising those boys with as much love and care she could give, it honestly baffled the boys, since they weren’t always kind to her – Tala especially, being the one who distrusted people the most and always shielded his teammates from any potential threat

yet…in the end, everything was worth it: Bryan started to regularly attend his anger management classes, Spencer stopped feeling unbearably tense around the house, Ian regained a childlike attitude and Tala? Tala found himself growing closer to his foster mother – it disturbed him for a while since he knew he already had a mother, somewhere out there, and there was this old feeling in him not wanting to replace her, but his foster mother wasn’t asking him to

“Family isn’t just blood, solnishka”

the boys were healing, it took time and it wasn’t always easy, but they were healing and they were having a good life – and it also meant the their foster mother ended up with four (4) full-fledged teenage boys that started to act like actual teenagers and that brought a whole new set of experiences

Bryan once came home drunk late at night and tried to sneak into the house, but got caught red handed by his foster mother who was awaiting him in the living room, disapproving frown on her face as she turned on the light next to seat she was sitting in – it was all very dramatic, Spencer likes to say that Tala got his melodrama all from her

*crashing sound from above*

Foster Mother from the kitchen: “IAN I TOLD YOU TO TRY OUT YOUR GADGETS OUTSIDE”

they boys started to get extremely petty towards each other, basically started to interact like literal siblings and it’s hysterical

Bryan: “Spence, if you take my shit without asking one more time i will tell the Boss Lady that it was YOU who broke her expensive vase with the hyacinths on it”

Spencer, horrified: “you wouldn’t dare–”

all of the boys have different names for their foster mother – Tala is a little shit and likes to call her Babushka just to tease her; Bryan, more or less the resident troublemaker, calls her Boss Lady; Spencer is overly polite and calls her Miss [first name], and Ian kinda copies Bryan most of the time, but he is the one who slips up the most and calls her Mom

at one point he stopped being embarrassed about it and fully uses it to his advantage

Ian: “MOM BRYAN IS THREATENING TO EAT ALL MY CEREAL”

Bryan: “DON’T LISTEN TO HIM HE’S LYING”

Ian: “AM NOT”

Bryan: “ARE TOO”

Foster Mother, appearing in a bathrobe, hair rolls in and face mask on: “what’s going on in here???”

Bryan & Ian: [screaming]

their foster mother is incredibly fond of them and uses plenty of pet-names, mostly also just to embarrass them, but usually she just goes The Pretty One (Tala), The Handsome One (Bryan), The Cute One (Spencer) and The Adorable One (Ian)

they’re all embarrassed

even worse is that they recognise who’s being called and just. automatically answer, it’s hilarious

they did have a few talks about the future with their foster mother – they haven’t thought too far ahead yet, too focussed on just living like normal teenagers, but they have expressed to try and attend a public school

mostly Ian has expressed interest; he loves his older brothers, but he low-key desires to have friends his own age too

they all dream of an even brighter future, to finally achieve their own goals and chase after dreams they thought long lost – it won’t always be easy, but they look forward to it, to that future

and it’s nice to know too that they’re not alone

that they have Family to come back to