Reading discretion is advised......So today was an interesting day.The holy grail of home inspections is finding a dead body. I know it may sound morbid, but hey you see enough pee stained toilets and dirty laundry that something out of the ordinary is welcomed. Today I may have come as close as possible to the grail. I was inspecting a duplex, one side had two twenty somethings and the other side an older black lady and her son, who appeared to be mentally challenged. Or as we said in high school, retarded. Upon entering the son's bedroom there was a distinct smell of foulness. Okay, not everyone is as tidy as I, so moving on. As i opened the closet door, the smell; wait a minute.... have you ever smelled a dead deer on the side of the road as you passed by it at 65mph? That smell seems to stay in the car for miles, right? This stank hit me like a ton of bricks right in the nose. I immediately grabbed my shirt to cover my nose as I dry heaved under my shirt. Inside the closet, there was one of these plastic bins you store shoes or sports equipment in. All over the side was what appeared to be blood and "particulate matter". Now I've watched enough First 48 or Cold Case Files to know what a "scene" looks like. And this was one. I took two photos as quickly as I could. The first was of the bin and the huge stain under neath and that covered most of the floor in the closet. Almost like something had "bled out" from the tub. Now stay with me, this is an actual account of what i saw. The next photo was of the wall above the "bin" that was a 1' X 3' blood stained splattered wall. I mean if you zoom in on the photo in my camera you can see the splatter!! Absolutely crazy. So I reel back from the closet slamming the door shut, taking a quick look around the room to finish my inspection of that room and head for the door way. As soon as I enter the hallway the son is standing there looking all Norman Bates at me. I quickly say, "Oh, hello there.." and head for the next bedroom that has a bathroom, enter the bathroom and shut the door. "Holy shit" I keep saying. What have I've just seen/smelled? What has this guy killed or stuffed into that bin? Why is there blood all over the wall? Next thought, you know that tub stopper is missing. Always working...
So after the rest of the inspection, roughly 20 minutes, I got out of there as soon as possible. Hit the truck and called the real estate agent. The police were called to investigate and I have yet to hear anything or been asked to appear in court to recall what I saw. But we'll see. Moral of the story... always be prepared. Be aware of your surroundings. Always expect the unexpected. Know what to do. Be ready to act.
So coming up this week... #37 and then K-Dub comes for a visit to hopefully break the record at the Austin Half Marathon. GO K-DUB! Mindy and I will be eating breakfast tacos and nursing a hang over I'm sure, while K-Dub runs her race. Afterwards we'll celebrate at the Hula Hut with some fish bowls and lunch tacos. Gotta love Austin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!