Working hard

So my dad decided to take a vacation for the next two weeks. I knew that he was going to be working on the house so I was pretty excited. When my dad and I work together we always seem to bond more. In comparison to the NO bonding we do any other time. I'm serious we do not really talk about anything so when he does do work I'm right there to help.

So on Monday I wake up at 5:30 in the morning. Why, do you ask. I have no idea why I get up at that time. It's one of those things that my eyes snap open and I have no desire to go back to sleep and no desire to get up. So I make a phone call to some one who I knew would also be foolish enough to be awake. We talked for a while and when we hung up I went back to sleep.

I wake up aggravated. There is all this noise above me like my brother and sister are playing upstairs. I think to myself: "Jesus, can't these kids play quietly upstairs. I mean, they have the entire upstairs and they have to make noise." Then it dawns on me that my room is in the attic and I AM in the upstairs. I realize that my dad is outside ripping the roof off the house. I get up and put some clothes on and get ready to help him.

I climb up ladder and remember that I hate heights. My mom took pictures but I realized that if I waited for those pictures it would be weeks before I had them.

I bring out the palm pilot.


The roof after we ripped off all the shingles. Then we ripped off some of the rotting wood up above. The pink stuff is the insulation and a small barrier that could separate a miss placed foot from going into my room.


A closer look of the roof and the pink stuff. That little brown thing is what we had to stand on while we ripped off the roof. I also what I hung on to while I pried out what felt like 50 billion nails off the roof. You see the green spot and the arm ... thats my dad.


A view from above at all the crap we threw down. That blue thing is the top of the ladder. We threw all the stuff onto the deck that we built last summer. We forgot to put plastic down.


A picture of me doing what ever.


Me sitting on the roof looking at my neighbor. That man is weird. Before he trims the hedges he puts plastic down so the clipping do not get on the grass. Thats just weird. It's amazing how much that roof gets hot after so little heat. I almost cooked my ass sitting there. Do you like my sister ... she is the one behind the camera. Yeah she climbed up to the roof.


A picture of my dirty butt. No comments please ... but you can use this as your computer wallpaper.


I hurt my finger pulling out all those nails. I made my dad buy me 15 dollar gloves. What can I say the women of the world depend on my gentle yet masculine touch. You know the worst part was not ripping off the skin. When I put on the liquid band-aid, which smelled like finger nail polish, it stung like hell. I really screamed and I had to pump myself up to put on another layer.

Well right now he is cleaning up and I have to get ready to go to work.

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