Hanky Panky Face Masks

A New Look

We are now CDC compliant. In keeping with current government orders to avoid unnecessary travel, our face masks were made from materials on hand. One men's handkerchief, and one women's handkerchief. Fortunately, I made Rich's first. It was huge, Paul Bunyan sized.
I think we look a little bit like cute mummy monsters.

The Importance of an Emergency Exit

We've pretty much always pooh-poohed the need of an emergency exit. We've updated our thinking on that issue. Doing laundry is a necessary weekly chore. Recently, while in the laundry room, a small room with one door and a small window that a very young child could possibly scoot out, the door handle broke trapping us inside. My first thoughts were, what are our assets. We have water. We have heat. Unplug heater, if there is a fire we are then trapped in a burning building. We have plenty of clean laundry to make a somewhat soft bed and to wrap up in if we end up spending the night. We have light. Limited tools; whatever is in my wallet. Rich is dismantling the handle to remove it and hopefully then be able to exit the open door. Not luck there.  And, why is heavens name did neither of us bring a cellphone? Second lesson of the day, always have a cellphone handy. Okay, what are our options now. Wait until folks come to do their laundry in the morning? It is probably about 4:30 p.m., not too long of a wait. Fortunately, neither of us is claustrophobic. It is a small room. We quietly beaver away in our own way to solve the issue of how to get on the other side of door. At this point a fledgling thought drifts through my brain. Crawl up on the counter, and open the window, hoping that it will open. Okay, window will open a bit and if we are very lucky, a dog walker may pass and I could yell at them from the open window. Rich is still trying to unravel the mystery of  the broken door knob.

So...what was our fate? Was Rich able to remove the offending stuck piece of metal?  Did we spend the night in the laundry room and miss dinner? Did the heavens smile on us and the prayed for dog walker pass by? It was the latter. Tools were passed through the open window so that the door hinges could be removed. Once removed the door was stuck in the frame, of course.  A rescuer on the outside gave one mighty kick to the door, and the door slowly toppled inwards into Rich's waiting hands. Gazing out the open door, we see three guys. Discussions begin about guy things, doors, door knobs, the mighty kick, etc. Me. I go outside.