Make it stop

  • God, what a mess out there.
  • Drove into work late this morning. We were just having a company meeting anyway, and I can do that just as easily at home.
  • Of course, there’s no way I was gonna be out there walking.
  • Thank god for snow tires.
  • Called roof guy. I feel we’re making real progress in our relationship.
  • He’s sending a guy over tomorrow. Which is okay, I suppose. The dripping’s stopped and I don’t want some guy falling to his death in my backyard. That would suck.
  • I got the ladder out last night and put it up against the roof. I guess I was thinking maybe I could clear the drainpipe or something and get some of the water moving again. Something. But I took one step on the thing and my whole brain screamed out “Jesus Christ! You’re going to kill yourself!” and I stepped down and put the ladder away again.
  • I hate ladders.
  • My trees survived the ordeal largely unscathed.
  • Likewise, my eaves troughs are still attached to the eaves. I was a bit worried.
  • Work was looking pretty good up until Wednesday when it started sucking again. Luckily, I have my quarterly review in a couple hours. This could either be good or very bad.
  • I need a haircut.
  • Ad Astra! Woo! I have no idea when I’ll get there.
  • Okay, I’ll stop now.