I’m posting as a way of stalling. So far, I’ve stripped two beds and washed the linens. I’ve made my hair/eyebrow appointment. I picked up a few groceries for supper. I shipped some ebay packages. I bought more shipping supplies to mail the 16 items that end today. BLECH! I’ve weeded the flowerbed, and got the dishwasher running.

But NOW I have to go down into the bowels of the house known as the “stoop-ed” crawl space. It’s not dirt or anything, it’s the size of over half our house, it’s all cement, painted floor etc, and it has about 6 ft. high ceilings, BETWEEN the beams. So you have to aim your head carefully, or you bang the shit out of your noggin!

Hubby emptied it of all boxes, and all the broken TV’s, computer equipment, etc that a person saves for GAWD knows what reason. He took all that stuff to the dump this spring. He also carried all the boxes out to the garage, and I’m supposed to sort through them all. Ahemmmm…. So he’s done the worst of it.

Right now, no I mean it… right now, I’m going down to dust all the cobwebs out of the rafters, vacuum and wash the floors, and then organize the things that we left down there, in readiness for all the boxes that I am going to sort through before I go back to work….. NO REALLY.

So if you hear WHAP! “Fuck!”, WHAP! “Fuck!”, WHAP! “Fuck!”, WHAP! “Fuck!”, WHAP! “Fuck!”, you’ll know it’s me and my noggin cleaning the crawl space!