Progress

Four days and eighty yards of trash.
That's how long it took the two children, and their spouses, to clean out the little house of our neighbor, and fill two of the largest dump bins. All that remains are a few pieces of dated, cheap furniture and a dusty mess on the floors. There has been some water damage to the ceilings, but all in all it's not in bad shape. There hasn't been any maintenance to the house in twenty-five years.
Now here's the good part: It looks like the neighbors in the adjoining property are buying the place. They like the land, clearly the house is not a selling point.
Hopefully the squatter has moved on. It's creepy to know he, or they, are there. (Let's hope they are not moving into the empty house alongside of us.)