So, I had zero insulation under my living room and bedroom floors. I decided to rectify that several weeks ago and bought a ton of insulation and proceeded to insulate.

Now, let me make a few things clear to you: a) I hate small, enclosed spaces and b) I abhor nasty bugs.  So of course, you can imagine what my crawlspace must be like…

Long story short, I got up a ton of insulation and then came upon a couple of the most disgusting creatures I have ever laid eyes on.  In fact, they were so gross that I high-tailed it out of there and decided to come back another day and finish the job.  Well, ladies and gentlemen, today was that day…

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My wife and I moved into this house about a year and a half ago.  It’s a nice house, we both like it.  It’s an old house–built in 1949.  But I’ve slowly come to the realization that this house has it in for me.  I don’t know why.  My guess is that this house is either built on a Native American burial site, or else it’s one of the seven gateways to hell.  Either way, I have decided to chronicle the house’s attempts on my life and/or sanity.

Take today, for example…but first, some background.  Our dishwasher died about 6 months ago.  It was an old Whirlpool model from the early 80’s that came with the house.  We had been saving up for a new one, but hadn’t gotten around to buying one yet.  Then a friend FB’d (that’s hip, internet lingo for “Facebooked”) that she was selling her twice-used, stainless steel dishwasher for cheap (long story, if it were interesting, she’d blog about it).  Voila, I thought.

And so, quite innocuously, begins a story of mayhem, destruction, and INSANITY…

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