In VA, after losing the battle with lint and solving the mystery of the missing sock
We made it to ypawtows's parents place in VA yesterday, and today we took a trip to Montichello that she already talked about a bit.
On our last day at my aunt Lucy's in KY, a bit of a problem developed- her dryer vent is always clogging up with lint, so I went and tried to clean it out for her, using a brush we'd purchased from McLendons a few months ago for this purpose. Her dryer vent was an old-fashioned kind: wire-reinforced flexible plastic tubing. It ripped. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, that sort of tubing isn't meant to last forever, and the house is twenty-five years old. Since it needs to be replaced periodically, it's never supposed to be used in inaccessible locations. This tubing was in the ceiling of her finished basement. So I had to make an emergency run to a hardware store to get aluminum tubing, connectors, clamps, and a drywall saw. I had been meaning on spending our last evening in Louisville cooking up a batch of eggplant parmesan. Instead, I spent it sawing a hole in my aunt's basement ceiling and rigging up a replacement dryer vent. She'll have to hire someone to finish the job- do to problems with the way the ceiling was put in, I wasn't able to get the last clamp on, and had to settle for a temporary fix with duct tape. And there wasn't much I could do about the hole other than tape plastic sheeting over it. At least the dryer works.
And, speaking of laundry- as we were packing up, we found one thing missing. One of Yvonne's socks. I had a theory: Our aunt's two golden retrievers must have seen us packing up, and decided to steal a sock; that would give them something to sniff and remember us by. The plot was obviously thought of by Casper (the smart one), because he kept sneaking into our bedroom to be petted. And it was obviously implemented by Rufus (the dumb one) because the missing sock was known to be clean. However, upon arriving in VA, we found the missing sock in Daniel's luggage. So, we are left to wonder what other plot the super-spy golden retrievers have devised.
On our last day at my aunt Lucy's in KY, a bit of a problem developed- her dryer vent is always clogging up with lint, so I went and tried to clean it out for her, using a brush we'd purchased from McLendons a few months ago for this purpose. Her dryer vent was an old-fashioned kind: wire-reinforced flexible plastic tubing. It ripped. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, that sort of tubing isn't meant to last forever, and the house is twenty-five years old. Since it needs to be replaced periodically, it's never supposed to be used in inaccessible locations. This tubing was in the ceiling of her finished basement. So I had to make an emergency run to a hardware store to get aluminum tubing, connectors, clamps, and a drywall saw. I had been meaning on spending our last evening in Louisville cooking up a batch of eggplant parmesan. Instead, I spent it sawing a hole in my aunt's basement ceiling and rigging up a replacement dryer vent. She'll have to hire someone to finish the job- do to problems with the way the ceiling was put in, I wasn't able to get the last clamp on, and had to settle for a temporary fix with duct tape. And there wasn't much I could do about the hole other than tape plastic sheeting over it. At least the dryer works.
And, speaking of laundry- as we were packing up, we found one thing missing. One of Yvonne's socks. I had a theory: Our aunt's two golden retrievers must have seen us packing up, and decided to steal a sock; that would give them something to sniff and remember us by. The plot was obviously thought of by Casper (the smart one), because he kept sneaking into our bedroom to be petted. And it was obviously implemented by Rufus (the dumb one) because the missing sock was known to be clean. However, upon arriving in VA, we found the missing sock in Daniel's luggage. So, we are left to wonder what other plot the super-spy golden retrievers have devised.