Who knew how much fun it would be to smash up sheetrock? Seriously, it is great therapy for releasing pent-up frustration caused by work, bosses, snarky teenagers, traffic… you name it. Smash! Bash! Pow! Bliss.
Plucking out old fiberglas insulation, however, is not such great therapy. Old fiberglas breaks up into dust-sized particles, which are still glass, remember – that seem magnetically attracted to skin, especially sweat-dampened skin. Like at the back of your neck. And armpits. The backs of your knees. Between your shoulder blades.
The other not-so-great thing about old insulation is that I’ve discovered it usually contains old mouse poop and and mouse nests, which look surprisingly like birds’ nests, only containing more mouse poop.
It all goes into a barrel, then I drag said barrel out to the dumpster… and repeat the cycle over and over. As boring as this seems, the results are quite dramatic, don’t you think?