I definitely will not miss the dirt daubers. They are the most aggravating things! They build their little mud houses everywhere. The place that aggravates me the most – behind the mirrors on my car so when I start somewhere and decide to adjust my side mirrors . . they don’t adjust. I keep a metal knitting needle in the door pocket and I have to stop, poke around with that metal knitting needle and break up the dirt house and then my mirror works again.
Vince took an old fan and set it up where he was working in the shop and it sounded like it was about to crash. He took it apart and found this:
See the dirt house in there? It put the fan totally out of balance. Vince broke it up, put the fan back together and continued working in the shop.
I think everywhere we’ve lived has had them but there are zillions of them here.