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For the past 14 years of living in my rural New York home, I've hated my basement.

It's dark, has mud floors (it's always damp so the dirt is usually mud), contains thousands of living spiders and easily as many white spider body shells (I'm told the spiders molted out of them...so it's not a dead spider, it's a spider body...that means the new spider is BIGGER than the white shell that's left behind...that means I have a whole basement of BIGGER spiders!).

The stairs down into it are broken - the ones from inside the house and the ones from the bulkhead doors in the back yard. 

The only thing we do in the basement is carry 40 pound bags of salt from the car to the salt system. Those bags are heavy and awkward...and the stairs are broken so it's hard to get them down into the basement easily.

For most of the first decade in that house, I had the chore of buying the bags, carrying them across the lawn and into the basement, slitting them open with the old rusty knife we leave...