Snake Pit

Day 1
I just finished signing away my life.  I am now officially a debtor - I mean homeowner... So because I was not blessed with patience and have been struggling to develop it, as soon as I had those keys in my hot little hands, I had to move in (that and my apartment lease was up the next day).

     So, I start moving stuff in.  The air was not on - but I was okay with not paying for it since my doors were mainly open during this process.  I stay at my old place that night as the movers were coming the next day and as excited as I was to be in my own house, I was not thrilled about sleeping on the floor.

Day 2
Still no air, but didn't really think about it - still moving, doors still always open.  I had an obligation out of town that night so I didn't think about it more (plus Dad was coming up the next day and I decided reserve that for him).

Day 3
It is approximately 86 degrees in my house.  While I don't require an icebox for a house, I do prefer to keep it at 77 in the summer.  Anything over 81 degrees is a bit much even for me.  So, as a proud new homeowner, I decide to look into the situation.  The display is out.  Change batteries - display is working - and I am feeling proud of myself.  See that wasn't so hard. 

Only the air still doesn't cut on.  Breaker - maybe it is off - (again very proud that I think of this).  Check it - not the issue.  Still no air.  Dad comes and he doesn't have any answers.  Great.  As soon as I walk into the house some major aspect isn't working.  Typical.

Day 4
Talk to my realtor and inspector and am told that it could be that the main switch for the HVAC is flipped off under the house - simple and free fix - just crawl under the house and flip it back on.
I am hot and desperate at this point.  I put on my big girl panties, grab a flash light and go to the crawl space.
Exhibit A (below): My crawlspace.

So, I open the crawlspace door and a snake jumps out at me.  Naturally, I scream at the top of my lungs and about jump over my fence.  Now to answer your questions: Yes, it was a snake.  It exited the crawlspace and went around my house. No, I do not know what kind, other than very much alive and active.

I walked away at this point.  There was no way that I was crawling into the snake den.  I go back inside and realize that it is hotter in my house than it is outside.  I took a moment, grabbed a shovel (like I could really try to over after the snake to kill it) and went back to the snake pit.

Yup, I did it.  I actually crawled under my house.  I found the switch and cut it back on.  The air cut back on and I didn't see any (more) snakes.  For those of you who know me well, I did not have a heart attack or need to change out my big girl panties.  Call it brave or stupid - but I did it.  I am a homeowner - hear me roar (and sometimes scream)!