I was just about to leave for work this morning when a storm hit, dumping buckets of rain. I've swapped my crocs for rubber boots, but I am going to wait for the next round to pass by before heading out the door.
Yesterday I worked in the courthouse basement, continuing the inventory I started last week. The room is nasty and moldy and full of spiders and old building dust. In the left-hand corner, just inside the door, there is a life-sized plywood cut-out of the mayor, complete with a suit, tie, shoes, and a picture of his face glued on top; he scared me Monday morning when I turned on the light, even though I'd known he was there. Later, as I was trying to set up a table to work on, he fell over on me while I had my back turned to him - scared the tee-total PISS out of me, and I had to fight to get his dusty, spidery self off me. (I intend to take him to the archive if/when we get one. Gonna set him right up front to welcome visitors.) I wrote up inventory sheets by hand until about 2:00 - finished the north wall - then I came home to transfer the handwritten information to a spreadsheet.
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Twenty minutes after I started this post, it quit raining, and I went to my basement room. (The Mayor did not startle me today.) I attacked the creepy metal shelf on the east wall. There were spider webs (still bearing spiders that must have died of old age) between me and the books/boxes on the shelf. In another creepy room beyond my work room, I found a stir-stick in a dried-up paint can and used it to knock the webs away. I was scared to reach in and grab anything, but I did it, and finished the east wall and most of the south wall. Hopefully, I will finish the room tomorrow. Only three more rooms (in that basement) to do after that.
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