When we did the re-insulation project in the crawlspace, we knew we wanted to do more. The space, now cleared of the huge ducts from the old furnace, is quite roomy. We knew from the northside plumbing project that there was still quite a bit of garbage down there, including the casting from a small snake and the remains of some long-dead rodent–probably the one that didn’t die in a snap trap and left a lingering odor that permeated the house; I since discovered that making French Onion Soup is a great way to deal with such smells. So one extra project Agent Smith did while I was on vacation two years ago (while most of the holes in the floor were filled in with concrete) was install lighting throughout the crawlspace.
Fast-forward to today (or rather, tonight), and a short digression. I’ve stalled out on posts for the last few months mainly because of this post. I wanted pics to include showing off what things look like down there, but the whole COVID-muckiness, which affects everyone, affected me in terms of getting posts written for this site. I’ve been great about staying on top of current projects, focusing on day-to-day chores and tasks at the ranch, and making various art projects, but I’ve sucked when it comes to writing. I just have not had the energy, and the excuse of not having good pics of the crawlspace was a good crutch. Then last Wednesday, my favorite plumbers (Able Septic and Sewer) came out to fix an issue I’ll write about later, and since they needed access under the house, I used the opportunity to pop down under as well. Thusly, here are pics of how lovely things are in the bowels currently:
The lights Agent Smith installed provide light to just about every area under the house, from the crawlspace access point in the guest room to just under the doorway of my office on the north side of the house. Having lights that turn on with a single switch before popping down into the space is a gigantic improvement. And while at some point I need to collect the various rodent traps and a few bits of wires down there, the space is unrecognizable from when I first poked my head down the hatch.
