May 4, 2017
Would you rather smell disgusting rotting cotton that has been soaking for the past few years, or breathe your own stale air over and over? This was the question I was faced with this morning when pulling out the cotton wadding behind the rubber seal where the trim once was. I opted to breathe my own stale air over and over because the stench of the rotting wadding was awful. This was a good choice because shortly after I put on my mask Nate started sanding away at the deck, which flung wood particulate matter all over the place. It was an all day affair getting the cotton wadding out from under the break of the deck, but I got it done with. Captain Tom left the boat this afternoon so I’ll be working with Nate tomorrow. There is a lot of work to get done in the next few weeks and not a lot of time.
yuck... :)
ReplyDelete