I have an update on the bird nest situation. My uncle Michael was in town on Friday. I told him the bird nest story and showed him the nest, and he concluded that we should remove it, if only because it was a potential fire hazard (as Ian also helpfully wondered in the comments). Not only is Michael older and wiser, but he’s also significantly taller. I can’t reach the porch light even while standing on a stepstool. (Have I mentioned that I barely surpass five feet?)
So my uncle removed the twigs and whatnot from the porch light and also removed the cord, which, it turns out, was unnecessary. We’ll see if the bird decides to come back, but I tend to think this is a problem solved.
Tune in next week for more exciting household adventures, including harrowing tales of placing the wrong types of plastic in the recycling bin, the leaky toilet, and the baseboard heater that won’t shut off! The shock! The horror! Will our heroine escape certain death? You’ll have to wait and see…
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