The Devil Queen

How my wife and I sold our souls to the Queen Anne Victorian we tried to save.

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Location: Crow Mountain, Arkansas, United States

Synopsis: This is a cautionary tale. A seriously disturbed couple find the charming, old ruin of a Queen Anne Victorian in Russellville, Arkansas, and buy it for $1.00. They tore the roof off, cut it in half, and had it moved to some land they owned sixteen miles away because they didn't know any better. Since then, they have hired and fired contractors, had all of their tools stolen, re-wired, re-plumbed, insulated, and essentially rebuilt the entire house. Their only problem is that after four years it still isn't finished. Now they are tired, broke, and wonder what in the hell it is they've done to themselves. And, it's haunted.
(Last updated on April 3, 2008)

Press: Russellville Courier Article - December 2003, HGTV website article, AP story - October 2006, and Victorian Homes Magazine - February 2008 (link coming soon).
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Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Trash Fairy



A couple of weekends ago we came home late from a day in town. As we pulled down the driveway, Scarlet asked, "is the old air conditioner gone?" It was dark and I hadn't noticed, so I just shrugged. Neither of us was interested enough to go wandering back to the old air conditioner's final resting place in the weeds and the dark, so we went in and didn't think about it again until the next morning.

By the light of day, we could see that the whole unit, a four ton air conditioner, had vanished from our property. Nothing else had been touched. No, we were not upset in the least. We'd been calling people for years to come and haul it off, but we couldn't get anyone to come and get it. We were baffled. Bewildered yet pleased, we decided that the Good Trash Fairy had hauled it off in the middle of the night. We could accept that.

A couple of days later, my mother-in-law mentioned that a friend of the family's eighteen year old son was looking for some extra money and had hauled it off to sell for scrap. Not as an exotic of an explanation as a Trash Fairy (I don't think Madison would appreciate being called that either), but we're not complaining. Gone is gone.

Aside from an arduous testing schedule for the hot tub, not much home improvement action has been going on at the Devil Queen. My bout of flu pretty well derailed me. Suffering through my first bonafide migraine headache today hasn't helped any either. I'm just looking forward to a long Thanksgiving weekend and maybe a some refinished floors before Christmas.

More after the holiday. Cheers.

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7 Comments:

Blogger Jennifer said...

Here's to the trash fairy! (Even if they wear size 13 sneakers).

That was a stroke of luck for you... those can be hard to get rid of!

1:11 PM  
Blogger Sandy said...

Hope your migraine goes away and you and your family have a wonderful Thanksgiving.

6:11 AM  
Blogger Maryam in Marrakesh said...

Hi John,
Just wanted to drop by and wish you and Scarlet a really great Thanksgiving. Hope you guys are well, and I will raise a toast to the trash fairy. I am hoping he shows up in Marrakech very soon:-)

11:11 AM  
Anonymous Angus said...

Hey John, about the migraines. I know what it's like and tried everything. One thing which you might try (other than just trying to sleep them out, is Black Cumin if you can find it. A market seller in Morocco gave me some to try. Take a pinch of seeds in the corner of a cloth, twist it shut and rub it vigorously on your hand. So they release their oil. Now shove it in yer nostril, close the other one and snort. It'll bring tears to your eyes. It's never stopped the migraine for me, but helped make it bearable.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nigella_sativa

Or go get a MRT scan done. They did that for me just to check if everything in my ol' noggin was okay and, knocking on wood, I haven't really had much since.

1:46 AM  
Blogger Kristin said...

We have a trash fairy in Eutaw, too. Unfortunately, he seems to have met an untimely end because there's a big heap of trash left on the curb across the street next to the tennis court. We assume he set down his stores of trash to enjoy a vigorous game of tennis and met some kind of gruesome end at the hands of the collapsed tennis net.

11:14 AM  
Blogger John said...

Jennifer, definately lucky. Particularly since we don't have a catapult.

Sandy, thank you. It did go and Thanksgiving went well enough too.

Maryam, thank you very much. If I see him, I'll send him your way.

Angus, thanks for the tip though I'm not sure if they have that around here. I used BC powder and scullcap tea (good stuff, my mother-in-law use to have horrible migraines and drank everday for a year and says she hasn't had one since). The scan probably won't be necissary. I'm a victem of statistics and genetics. Everyone on both sides of my family gets them.

Kristin, whoa. Bizarre.

10:29 AM  
Blogger Nate said...

Woo trash fairy! I believe he must have made a stop at my place in Fargo before heading south. I had two old, disgusting ovens disappear from my front sometime in mid-august. Good stuff!

10:38 AM  

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