Wednesday our house gets fumigated. Think, "very ginormous tent and lots of poisonous gas".
To do this you have to move out for about three days, move all your food and drink and houseplants, board the cats, care for the dogs, find someplace for the kids, deal with the lack of Internet access and all the junk on the computers, bring along all the stuff you need for work, school, and rehearsal. You also need to take all the stuff off of the outside of your house, move the potted plants, soak around the house, move the decorative rocks back, take off a few fence boards where they attach to the house, open all the stored boxes, take clothes out of plastic bags, open all the drawers and cabinets, turn off the gas, and turn off anything that is plugged in. You also have to throw out all the ice in your icemaker so when you return you don't have any friggin ice for drinkies.
Then in three days you get to put everything back the way it was before. Oh yeah, you have to pay them too. And PG&E says they can hook up the gas on Saturday, the day after we get back in the house. Extra blankets on Friday night.
Everyone should own at least one old house in their life.