Explorer

I'm now an explorer. When you go into dark, dirty, places you have never been before, only armed with a flashlight, then you are an explorer. After I first entered I got nervous and went for backup. Cari had to stand gaurd at the entrence, giving me a second source of light with her flashlight. She was also on spider watch. If one of these tried to jump onto my head, she was to scream for me. This second time I went in with a weapon. My trusty flat head screwdriver.

Of course I'm talking about the ordeal yesterday when I went into the crawlspace under the house. Originaly I went down there to check on the water heater that we think is sucking up too much electricity. In my hour under the house, I didn't do much to the water heater except look at it. That means I'll be taking a second trip down there in the next day or two. What did I do? I replaced a burnt out light bulb which lit up about 30 percent of the area. I also started laying sheets of plastic on the muddy floor to prevent flooding. My first sheet of plastic was a folded up 10' x 12' piece. As I fought with unfolding it under the house, something, still unknown, came over Cari. Initialy she refused to put her arm in with a flashlight, but at this time she jumped in to help me with this piece of plastic. Now we were both scared, there was nobody on spider watch. We survived, this time.