This past weekend, the excitement of living in an awesome house, with an awesome backyard, in an awesome neighborhood, turned into “Just throw me in a tank full of hungrier than fuck sharks after stabbing me in the ass several times with a fork”.
We had a good storm roll through the area and during the best of the sideways-falling rain, my lovely wife ran out to the garage to tell me we had a serious problem. And we did… because light fixtures are most assuredly NOT supposed to leak water onto your floor.
And that’s when the excitement wears off – when the two-year old roof on your house leaks and you spend a couple of hours tearing soaking wet insulation out of your attic.
And fiberglass itches like a motherfucker. That is all.
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