While at home this past week for Thanksgiving, Dad and I decided to put up all the outside Christmas lights together. He pulled everything out of the shed, we laid it all out, and began the process.
Dad set the ladder against the roof and went up with the first strand of lights. Once up there, he asked me to go grab the leaf blower, an extension cord, and to climb on up to clear off the roof. I got all the necessary things and plugged in the leaf blower. As I climbed up the ladder, I might mention that my dad needs a new ladder. The ladder I crawled up is the most warped, bent, and scary ladder EVER.
I climbed up and turned on the blower. Being careful with the cord I started in one corner. As I moved across the roof I saw something begin to happen that I could not stop. I started screaming and yelling in hopes that what I was witnessing would somehow not be true.
But no. The screaming did not make it stop. The cord of my leaf blower had snagged around the ladder and when I moved- the ladder did too. And I watched it fall to the ground.
I turned off the leaf blower and just sat on the roof. Dad came around the corner and said "what's wrong?"
I said "did you not hear me screaming?!?!"
Knowing that this information will not make my dad happy I slowly tell him to look at the ladder. As he looks he realizes it's not there. I explained what happened.
His face was incredulous. He said "You're kidding."
No, dad, I was not kidding. He keeps staring at me as though this is a joke. And rightfully so. No one wants to think that they might be stuck on a roof.
The expression on his face made me start to laugh. And I mean, LAUGH. And when I say "LAUGH" i mean- I almost wet my pants I was laughing so hard.
Dad asks "do you have your phone with you?"
We both realize that we are stuck. We don't have neighbors. We don't have phones. And we don't have a ladder.
As I'm laughing dad is still standing with this look on his face that has me rolling.
Finally I say "we COULD try going through the window." We do have 2 windows on our roof that lead to my old room and Caralyn's old room.
Dad is able to get the screen off, open the window- and tells me "well you've gotta crawl through there cause I'm not!!!"
I crawl through, drop to the floor, and come around and set the ladder back up.
Point of the story- we were both fine- we weren't stuck for long- but after talking with dad later about it- he says the things going through HIS mind were ways he could lasso the cord from the leaf blower around the tree and drop down, using the cord to lasso the ladder back up....you know. He was trying to go all MacGyver on me. I'm so glad I was up there to just offer the most practical option of opening a window. :-)