How many people does it take to fix a dryer vent? I guess the more appropriate question would be 'how many injuries does it take to change a dryer vent'... because we suffered a couple of casualties before completing a seemingly simple task. Jon noticed our house was getting more hot and humid than normal, and he quickly realized it was the dryer vent hose.
The typical couple would just quickly replace it and move on with their evening. Oh no, not the Hagens. First we cleaned out the entire pantry. Then Jon moved the dryer out, only to find that the newly installed shelves blocked complete access to the vent.
So I (Bonnie) dove into the cavity where the vent hid. (Why do they put those so far down anyway??) But when Jon tried to help he nearly crushed me in between the dryer and the wall. THEN... here's the clincher... he let a really bad one go while I was stuck down there and couldn't escape. I nearly died.
Then I could only reach with one hand while supporting myself with the other... which made it impossible to tighten the zip t
ie contraption Jon had constructed. (That and the lack of oxygen and clean air to my brain was making me very light-headed!) At last Jon got back there, got the job done, swept it out, and nearly impaled himself on the shelf coming back up. Phew.
After a quick organizing of the pantry contents, we were finished. All for what? Clean underwear and socks... mom would be so proud.
The typical couple would just quickly replace it and move on with their evening. Oh no, not the Hagens. First we cleaned out the entire pantry. Then Jon moved the dryer out, only to find that the newly installed shelves blocked complete access to the vent.
So I (Bonnie) dove into the cavity where the vent hid. (Why do they put those so far down anyway??) But when Jon tried to help he nearly crushed me in between the dryer and the wall. THEN... here's the clincher... he let a really bad one go while I was stuck down there and couldn't escape. I nearly died.Then I could only reach with one hand while supporting myself with the other... which made it impossible to tighten the zip t
ie contraption Jon had constructed. (That and the lack of oxygen and clean air to my brain was making me very light-headed!) At last Jon got back there, got the job done, swept it out, and nearly impaled himself on the shelf coming back up. Phew.After a quick organizing of the pantry contents, we were finished. All for what? Clean underwear and socks... mom would be so proud.
1 comments:
Nice butt shot, Bonnie! With a butt that hot, no wonder it's getting a little more hot and humid in your place...
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