Flotsam Friday: Exhausted

Smoke gets in your eyes … but exhaust fumes get up your nose.

Last week my wonderful BIL came over and power washed my house and deck. The amount of help I was, in this process, is negligible. My biggest contribution may have been praying safety for him as he climbed up my ladder and worked from the deck roof.

Afterwards I needed a shower to scrub splash-back filth off me. But for hours afterward, I kept smelling exhaust fumes. it took me a while to realize it was that the power-washer fumes were still up my nose.

So this wasn’t particularly pleasant- but my back yard is infinitely nicer to enjoy now. So everyone wave a big THANK YOU to my BIL, who is a blessing.