Nature happens, folks. Winter months, with all of the plants packed into the sunroom, spiders and other creepy-crawlies take up residence.
After hours of labor, sweating in the sauna that is my sunroom, I'm quite delighted with the results. I've reclaimed my retreat. My quiet place. A place where I can sit quietly and pray. A place to read. A place to meditate.
I consider every drop of sweat well worth the effort.