“Yea hon, uh we got to trim those branches over the roof of the cabin because the insurance company said to.” Sure, no problem. Off to Homo Depot to rent a 40’ ladder. “We don’t have 40’ ones, we have 32’ though and that will be $130 for the weekend.” No thanks, I’ll buy one for $200 instead. I’m smart like that. Set the ladder up, have the little rats help out and “hold” the ladder while Dad is 25’ in the air with a saw. “Kids, watch out for falling branches ok?” Start to saw this branch 20’ long, 5’ thick and snap the bitch breaks free and comes crashing to the ground at the base of the ladder, with the rats jumping out of the way and me holding on to another branch to keep from falling. Hmmm, time for a re-evaluate. “Kids in the house and watch Dad get this next branch.” Back up the ladder, saw half way thru then climb down and chuck a rope over it so I can pull the branch away to safely fall down. Start to pull the branch and down it comes, misses everything. Safe, until it’s all loaded up on the ground and it freaking rebounds and goes thick ass part first right thru the fucking window, less than 6” from the kids heads. Glass everywhere, kids crying, wife screaming and Dad confused. The rest of the day was spent vacuuming up glass. Home projects, got to love em.
Sometimes simple household things turn into huge headaches. I'm still bitter about an eleven foot long fence I built with parts from "Homo Depot."
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