I ate fiberglass insulation. It wasn't cotton candy like the guy said... my tummy itches.

It's getting hot in here, so take off all of your clothes.

 Things Nelly didn't have in mind when he broke that shiz down:

• Being in a Swedish sauna with many hairy men and moose
• A rectal examination
• Insulating a roof in an Australian Summer

We only had one of those in mind - the insulation. 

You may remember from many moons ago, we had the insulation removed (vacuumed!) from our roof because it was of the cancer causing variety! 

Mmmm. Carcinogenic-ness. 

Anyway, with a week of 40+ degree temperatures upon us, and finally enough money to cough up for batts, we got stuck into the replacement of insulation. 

On Saturday, Puffin and the Sea Eagle spend 3-4 hours up there and managed to lay about a quarter of the house, and spent the rest of the afternoon under the split system inside the house! I on the other hand, went off to work, happy in the knowledge of what was being done at the house and being smugly wrapped in the knowledge that I had escaped involvement of this unpleasant task. What I failed to do was of course, estimate the effort and heat involved in this task and lucky me, I got my chance on Sunday! Woooooo.

9:00am arrived on Sunday and Puffin was suited up, and I was rocking my top to bottom trackie suit and dust mask because hellllllllo I don't have the lung capacity to use that industrial mask and they need to make them for women! But not in pink! 

 

Here are our batts - rated 4.0 which the interwebs told me was a rating you should aim to at least meet. 

"Paint me like one of your french girls" Puffin told me.

 And this super, super flattering shot of me placing the batts into the eaves which was an AWESOME job that made me scream obscenities in between grunting. 

Now, you may be thinking, 'gosh, why did they take a friggin camera up there, isn't that a bit 'gen Y needing to document everything?' and the answer is: Yes. Also, pics or it didn't happen, amiright? I could barely believe I was up there, so I needed photographic proof! 

Even after another 3-4 hours on Sunday, the job is still only three quarters done so it will need another day or two of hellish work. Squirrel is also still working on her little projects but a crazy work schedule is pushing things back a little!

 So stay tuned bloggers!