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constanceI've just done something that I not only promised myself I would never ever in one million years do but also did not actually think I could do, to wit: armed only with a staple gun, a flashlight, a roll of duct tape, and my sturdiest, least-favorite jeans, I entered the crawlspace under my house to fix an air conditioning duct which had come loose from its moorings (its moorings being, in this case, my bathroom floor register).
It wasn't even as bad as I thought it would be, under the house, although considering the fact that I expected nothing less than viper pits, cunningly-hidden nests of poisonous spiders, man-eating rats, and a death cult or two, that's not saying all that much.
But once I recovered from my shock at the relative safety of it all, I climbed and crawled over and under the spaghetti-mess of ductwork and the well-wrapped-and-preserved antique columns which I should probably sell on ebay, found the duct using my intimate knowledge of my house's configuration and also the increasing chill surrounding the area where the duct had fallen loose*, fit the duct back into place, and anchored it there; and now my bathroom and not my crawlspace will be blessedly cool, and I am so proud of myself for conquering my hideous, Poe-short-story-protagonist-level terror that I felt I must share it with someone. And now that my heart has stopped pounding and I've convinced myself that I could probably do it again if I ABSOLUTELY HAD TO, I ask: who if not you?
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* although truth be told, it was cool throughout the space, which would explain last month's shockingly high electric bill.
It wasn't even as bad as I thought it would be, under the house, although considering the fact that I expected nothing less than viper pits, cunningly-hidden nests of poisonous spiders, man-eating rats, and a death cult or two, that's not saying all that much.
But once I recovered from my shock at the relative safety of it all, I climbed and crawled over and under the spaghetti-mess of ductwork and the well-wrapped-and-preserved antique columns which I should probably sell on ebay, found the duct using my intimate knowledge of my house's configuration and also the increasing chill surrounding the area where the duct had fallen loose*, fit the duct back into place, and anchored it there; and now my bathroom and not my crawlspace will be blessedly cool, and I am so proud of myself for conquering my hideous, Poe-short-story-protagonist-level terror that I felt I must share it with someone. And now that my heart has stopped pounding and I've convinced myself that I could probably do it again if I ABSOLUTELY HAD TO, I ask: who if not you?
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* although truth be told, it was cool throughout the space, which would explain last month's shockingly high electric bill.
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Date: 2007-06-26 02:48 am (UTC)PS do you own the newish Richard Buckner album (Meadow)?
PPS what a nice layout!
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Date: 2007-06-26 12:35 pm (UTC)And :O NEW RICHARD BUCKNER. I haven't got it, I haven't heard it. Have you? Is is good as ever? *checks for samples*
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Date: 2007-06-26 06:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-28 02:00 am (UTC):D <3 :D <3 :D <3