sfsuphysics
Supporting Member
First, the dislike of cleaning apparently is on the Y chromosome....
But anyways, I decided to clean out the back porch area for another sunlit tank test... however in order to clean that out I have to move stuff to another place, another place that happens to be full of older than me junk.. so yeah it's throwing away time...
Well it's a little area underneath my stairs perfect as can be for a storage space, no water pipes, nothing in that area that could be potentially "bad" ... or so I thought... so out I'm pulling old cardboard boxes, a minisuitcase made out of balsa wood, and I knock another box over and I see popular science mags from the 50s... oooh! Unfortunately I also see the corners are covered in what looks like black mold... ooooh DAMN.. so I rush upstairs to wash my hands off, and put on my HEPA face mask to continue working, everything goes into plastic bags and in the garbage.. then I find some blanket and I give a tug, then I realize exactly what it is... it ain't a blanket, it's a very thick piece of asbestos, at least a quarter inch thick, and probably 2 feet by 3 feet..what this was used for I don't know... this house was built in the 50s when asbestos was the wonder material... so it doesn't surprise me... At least I have my filter on. Finally in the very back is some metal Westinghouse thingamabob... what it is I don't know, might be an old warmer or something though (why the hell is this crap in my house!!!)... Either way my 18g garbage can isn't enough to hold half of it, so the next couple weeks more gone..
So if you don't hear from me for a while, I'm probably dead due to the mold that I did inhale, or I might slowly die from asbestos fibers that got into the air and are floating around my house... Man I hate cleaning... but at least I'll soon have a very nice little storage space
But anyways, I decided to clean out the back porch area for another sunlit tank test... however in order to clean that out I have to move stuff to another place, another place that happens to be full of older than me junk.. so yeah it's throwing away time...
Well it's a little area underneath my stairs perfect as can be for a storage space, no water pipes, nothing in that area that could be potentially "bad" ... or so I thought... so out I'm pulling old cardboard boxes, a minisuitcase made out of balsa wood, and I knock another box over and I see popular science mags from the 50s... oooh! Unfortunately I also see the corners are covered in what looks like black mold... ooooh DAMN.. so I rush upstairs to wash my hands off, and put on my HEPA face mask to continue working, everything goes into plastic bags and in the garbage.. then I find some blanket and I give a tug, then I realize exactly what it is... it ain't a blanket, it's a very thick piece of asbestos, at least a quarter inch thick, and probably 2 feet by 3 feet..what this was used for I don't know... this house was built in the 50s when asbestos was the wonder material... so it doesn't surprise me... At least I have my filter on. Finally in the very back is some metal Westinghouse thingamabob... what it is I don't know, might be an old warmer or something though (why the hell is this crap in my house!!!)... Either way my 18g garbage can isn't enough to hold half of it, so the next couple weeks more gone..
So if you don't hear from me for a while, I'm probably dead due to the mold that I did inhale, or I might slowly die from asbestos fibers that got into the air and are floating around my house... Man I hate cleaning... but at least I'll soon have a very nice little storage space
