We had a less than stellar result when our drinking water was tested a few weeks ago. Since then, we have treated our well and tried to figure out where the source of contamination is. One possibility is the fort that has been sitting next to our well for more years than I know. The fort was built by Grandad and used by both Mark and his sister when they were younger. It's been used as a storage shed for decades...and mice and bats and spiders live there too. Mark has been wanting to pull the fort down for a few years now. He took the day off from work yesterday to do that, but I wouldn't let him until he helped me clean some stuff in the house. I had to resort to tears, my friends. This morning, he was up early again, pacing and thinking about the fort. Since I am a good wife and my little nest is much improved, I let him attend to his nest...I mean mousetropolis.
Evicted! |
Shane locks Ian inside the fort while Mark works. |
The first tug on the fort only pulled out the front. It took two more good tugs to get the rest down. Now Mark and the boys are busy hauling pieces to the fire pit in the pasture. Daniel helps by cutting things with the brush clippers and looking at spiders. Even with a nasty cough, he must be where the action is at.
Ian just came in to announce that after they moved everything, they found buried treasure. He collected two plastic bags and laughed and wouldn't tell me what the buried treasure was. I just took a little trip down there to satisfy my curiosity. The treasure? Mark's auto emblem collection from a really, really long time ago.