Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others..
I guess I should really say this is what I looked like yesterday evening.
After putting down two batts last Sunday, I found the flying fiberglass fluff too much to handle. I came out of the attic coughing and uncomfortable, and perhaps more than a little worried that breathing small fiberglass fibers wasn’t good for me. We had 28 more batts to put in, just from this load, not to mention the estimated 65 more to install later. The picture above shows our solution to the breathing-fiberglass-fragments issue. Mom supplied the safety goggles (which also protected my forehead from…um…dangerous attic things) and the masks came from McLendon’s for like $1.
Here I am crawling around in the attic. I did a lot of that for each batt, since they tend to want to just flop down rather than sliding into place. Try sliding a thick pad of compressed denim along 6″ of soft fiberglass fill without being able to stand on most of the floor and see how easy it is.
I have today and Monday off of work, an exciting mini-vacation. This evening our Journey Community (what another church would call a “small group” or “life group”) is coming over for a BBQ on our big back deck. Aside from that, I hope to fix our leaky toilet (the food coloring test definitively demonstrated leakage; now I just have to figure out how to fix it), vacuum, decide on some colors for our blinds, clean up around the house, get the battery for my bike looked at (it’s rattling around loose inside the case), mow the yard, clean out the overgrown plants in the raised bed… Man, when I read over my life, it sounds hideously boring and domestic.