Too tired to cook after this, I decided to start a load of laundry so I could pack for the wedding festivities. Unfortunately, I discovered that the portion of vent they had hooked up extended from the back of the dryer to some undetermined no-man's land under the house. This 30 year old house. Not one to shirk my duties, I prepared to crawl under the house and hook it up and be done with it. What I hadn't expected were the nests of wood spiders that had colonized this particular patch of earth and weren't afraid of me. I did manage to hook it up, flashlight in my teeth, cobwebs in every other orifice and hyperventilating but determined not to pass out in there. Believe me, S. has never been allowed to forget this!
Next time I'll tell you about watering the neighbor. Yeah, the neighbor. Same night. Same business trip.