This weekend we had some big rain here in the Northeast. Big enough that we found ourselves with a leak in the laundry room. It was night time and torrential rain with some ice - so the best thing we could do was to get a bucket and a couple of cocktails.
The next morning, after my handy wife tidied up the leak area - I went outside to investigate. There is a dryer vent that pokes out of the roof right there. So my assumption was that something had gone wrong around the flashing. I needed a closer look.
Would you be surprised to know we have several ladders?
My favorite is a 7 foot green fiberglass step ladder. But we also have two extension ladders. One is around 20', the other may be as tall as 30'.
I got out the seven foot ladder and put it on the back steps... hmm... not tall enough.
I went back for the 20' extension ladder. Since this was placed at ground level I extended it up about halfway, placing it in a secure, level location and testing its sturdiness.
Up I went.
I got to the top and placed my hands on the roof... and froze.
I was paralyzed.
There was no way I could get myself off the ladder and onto the roof.
I knew this before I even took the ladder out of the garage. I have tried several times to climb up onto this roof over the 20 years we have lived in this house.
Each time I greet the chance enthusiastically. Certain that this time I can do it. Positive that saving all that money on hiring someone else to do a job I am perfectly capable of will be all the reinforcement I need.
I climb the ladder each time happily and full of confidence.
And each time, I climb back down.
Luckily the basement was also leaking. So my graceful wife sent me down there to play.