We got a little work done on our house today. When we moved in more than 7 years ago, the inspector said the first thing we should do was put down more insulation in the attic. Did we MEAN to do it? Oh yes! Did we in fact take even one step toward doing it, other than saying, "We should do that attic thing"? No!
Does it lower me in your eyes if I say that my DAD finally arranged it? He was having his attic done, and I was like, "OH, um, maybe if you mention that WE also...." and so he arranged to have the estimate done, and he asked the scary guys questions about what the options meant, and he told me which ones I should initial and which ones were silly and I should X them out, and he gave them my credit card number. So all I had to do was be home today to nod knowledgeably and smile insecurely and wring my hands anxiously while guys came into my house and talked about "got a good 40, 41 here!" and "yeah, that's over 3000 cubic feet of air going out [or possibly IN] your soffits!" and other things that seemed to mean, "Things are bad, but we can plug up the holes with money!"
They put a cool red submarine-looking thing over a doorway, and blew air around, and they all seemed very pleased with the results of their before-and-after measurements, and then they left and I was pleased to have them gone so I no longer had to hide in the MIDWAY of the house: not right where they're working, so they'd feel self-conscious and watched---but also not so far away that if they needed to ask me a question they'd have to come looking for me. Whenever one of the guys coughed or cleared his throat (which happened OFTEN), I would pop up like a hand-wringing mole, eager to be available for any insulation-related issues they might need my expert input on---and they'd look at me briefly and go back to work, and I'd act as if I'd just come out to straighten the curtains ALL SET NOW KTHX! Just going back to this other room now! In a perfectly natural manner! Like I do every day in my own house!
Well, the upside of being an anxious introvert with strangers in the house is that the Nervous Cleaning kicks in, and my kitchen looks better than it has since my mother-in-law's last visit. Plus, I had to empty a closet for them to get into the attic, so that closet is all tidy now---er, insofar as everything is out of it and all over our bedroom.
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