I'd rather be stitching BUT....
House maintenance is, at its best, a nasty filthy chore we all have to perform at some point.
For DH and I today was CRAWLSPACE DAY!!!
Yes, a day of adding styrofoam insulation and caulking in a 4-foot high crawlspace. DH let me choose my corner to work on which also happened to have most of the heating and air conditioning duct work. My creeping along sloth-like towards the corner dragging my plastic grocery bag of caulk gun and caulk, shoving the styrofoam board ahead of me, I couldn't help but ask myself if I was having any fun yet. No, not yet. The fun began when I successfully put the tube of caulk into the caulking gun, cut off the tip of the caulk and discovered the caulk wouldn't come out. The spiders keeping me company in my corner, looked on from their webs and... did I hear them giggle? I complained to DH that the caulk refused to budge out of its tube; he reminded me I needed a long nail to insert into the caulk tube to open it... uhhhh no nail in my grocery bag.. DH loaned me his as we both moved sloth-like towards each other for the nail exchange.. I returned to my corner and completed the styrofoam-caulk experience having caulked what needed to be caulked, including having caulked myself successfully on hands, arms and hair.
0ne hour later, I surfaced up out of the crawlspace, leaving the spiders to their whispering conversations and de-caulked myself with gasoline; thankful the job had been completed and grateful there was no one around with a lit
match.
I'd rather stitch.....
For DH and I today was CRAWLSPACE DAY!!!
Yes, a day of adding styrofoam insulation and caulking in a 4-foot high crawlspace. DH let me choose my corner to work on which also happened to have most of the heating and air conditioning duct work. My creeping along sloth-like towards the corner dragging my plastic grocery bag of caulk gun and caulk, shoving the styrofoam board ahead of me, I couldn't help but ask myself if I was having any fun yet. No, not yet. The fun began when I successfully put the tube of caulk into the caulking gun, cut off the tip of the caulk and discovered the caulk wouldn't come out. The spiders keeping me company in my corner, looked on from their webs and... did I hear them giggle? I complained to DH that the caulk refused to budge out of its tube; he reminded me I needed a long nail to insert into the caulk tube to open it... uhhhh no nail in my grocery bag.. DH loaned me his as we both moved sloth-like towards each other for the nail exchange.. I returned to my corner and completed the styrofoam-caulk experience having caulked what needed to be caulked, including having caulked myself successfully on hands, arms and hair.
0ne hour later, I surfaced up out of the crawlspace, leaving the spiders to their whispering conversations and de-caulked myself with gasoline; thankful the job had been completed and grateful there was no one around with a lit
match.
I'd rather stitch.....
Posted by: Bermuda on 08/18/17
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Still chuckling! Whispering & giggling spiders, oh my!
Posted by: nita7 on 08/18/17
At least your spiders giggle and whisper! Mine chuckle...maliciously. And how do you proceed "sloth-like" with those spiders escorting you out and planning their attack? Eeeek! You're a brave woman, Bermuda!!!! 😄
But the de-caulking is the really nasty part of that story! Eeeeew! Of course, hairspray is probably just as dangerous, but doesn't remind of some really nasty jobs I've had to tackle...just stiff hair! 😬
Speaking of whispering, chuckling creatures, is the weather responsible for the monsters in my bathtub? There's more broken spider legs in that drain than hair! Eeeewwww! 😬
But the de-caulking is the really nasty part of that story! Eeeeew! Of course, hairspray is probably just as dangerous, but doesn't remind of some really nasty jobs I've had to tackle...just stiff hair! 😬
Speaking of whispering, chuckling creatures, is the weather responsible for the monsters in my bathtub? There's more broken spider legs in that drain than hair! Eeeewwww! 😬
Posted by: VCESS on 08/18/17
your a brave brave women. there is no way in hell you would get me in a spider invested crawlspace not with out a haz mat suit. and they weren't giggling they were planning on were to bite you. eeek
Posted by: susieq on 08/18/17
Eeeeek! 🕷. They give me the heebie jeebies. Had what we think was a spider bite on my elbow, last summer... my elbow looked like Pinocchio's nose.
Posted by: Jaj on 08/18/17
Oh Bermuda, what to say. Like many others here, many insects and spiders give me nightmares. I also do not tolerate insect bites well, have bad allergies, and they always blow up like welts on me, so it's a double whammy, dangerous, and strictly off limits for me to consider working in a crawl space. I leave jobs like this to contractors because I am not very handy, would more likely make a big mistake, and pay for it literally to be un-fixed and re-fixed! I do hope you do not have to do a job like this again for a long, long time, gave yourself some tlc, and picked up a nice stitchy project to reward yourself later on with a very cold glass of wine!
Posted by: lbcatlovr001 on 08/19/17