Chaos and I seem to be old friends.... I think the excitement is more than I can handle....
We have another lamb. This one is black again..... I'm sick of black. They will all be eaten. Black means food. White means wool. I promised daughter # 2 that I would keep Palmer our first lamb. She also asked me to keep Quill I will think on that one and I will of course keep Reece. But the rest are food. This mornings lamb has been named Temp. Temp is short for Temporary!!! Get my drift? Two sheep left to lamb and we will see what happens.
The renos are on hold. Nothing else can be done till the windows arrive and the siding is finished. We are getting the upstairs siding from a local saw mill. It is tongue and groove pine and is what is on the dormer that is already there. They came yesterday and pretty much finished the tin. There are a few pieces of flashing left to go on but that won't be done till later. The reason they didn't quite finish the tin is because we had a bit of an accident yesterday. TCMM fell off the roof! We are very glad that things turned out alright in the end because he didn't seriously hurt himself. At least he was walking and talking well. So let me tell you the story.
They arrived in the morning and all were happy that the weather was co-operating because for the first time in a few days we were not having wind. Wind is not a good thing when you are trying to take huge honkin' sheets of tin up on the roof!!! Think kite with a human attached! All went well till just after lunch when it clouded over and the sky started to spit. I had just nestled into a deck chair for a snooze when the spit started to turn into a shower. I promptly cleared the deck of chairs that would get wet and brought in the house all my spinning equipment. I then went to check on how things were going in the front where TC, TCMM, and TCH were working. I noticed that they were still on the roof except TC who was clearing away equipment and putting tarps over the Saws and such. I noticed that the window in TCMM's truck was open and mentioned it to TC. I turned away because Fadder was coming in the driveway. TC went and closed the window in the truck and that's when it happened. TCMM decided that it was getting too wet to continue to work safely on the roof and told TCH to go down. TCH followed orders and got down off the roof and then TCMM started down. He slipped on the roof over the front veranda and grabbed the metal as he started to fall. TC saw him start to fall and went to try to catch him or at least break his fall. Too late because TCMM hit the ground and I'm not quite sure what happened then in all the confusion. I know TC's knee got hit with a hammer somehow and when I got to the scene TCMM was on his feet and limping and bleeding from his hands. He insisted that he was alright but I wanted to look at his hands. Several of his fingers were cut badly but not deeply as luck should have it. The tin entered his hands at an angle as he slid down the roof so there was a flap of skin on each finger that was cut. The limp seemed to be getting a little better. One finger I was sure would need stitches. But our local clinic did not have a doctor yesterday and so we would have had to drive 50 minutes to the nearest emergency. He insisted that he did not need that. So we tried to clean him up the best that we could with cold water (my hot water tank has died) and peroxide and paper towel. Obviously band aids were not going to do it since they are so totally inadequate for such an injury. I kept thinking this man should be seen by a doctor. Finally TCH convinced TCMM that he should go get looked at. I offered to drive him in Fadder's car, but no, he insisted that he would drive himself. You can't make someone do what they don't want to so off he went to get his truck going. That's when we discovered that when TC rolled up his window with the electronic button TC hit the lock and now TCMM with still bleeding hands could not get in his truck because the keys were inside. I drove!
We got to the clinic and I stayed in the van while TCMM went in to get fixed up. 15 minutes later he was back with TC's wife who happens to work at the clinic. That's when I discovered that TCMM hadn't mentioned he had hurt his ankle. We also discovered that he skinned out his knee too. His hands were all bandaged and I was ordered to take him home as his working day had now ended. I dropped him off at his home and left him to try and find his extra set of keys.
I got home to find that the sun was splitting the rocks again. (My Grandfather would have called yesterday a day of hot blasts and wet asses! Which means hot one minute and raining the next.) I informed TC and TCH that TCMM would not be back to work and they were up at the tin again. It wasn't very long after that that TCMM who lives only a short distance away from me comes in the driveway walking!!!! I am now thinking this fellow is all kinds of an idiot! He should have stayed home, off his hurt foot (he was limping quite pronounced by now) until his wife came home and then they could have driven over. There was a half hour of farting around with a hanger and the window of TCMM's vehicle and then success at last he broke into his own vehicle. We wouldn't make very good car thieves!
He packed up his gear and seemed to want to get chatty... so I sat on the deck and chatted before he left for home. TC and TCH were working inside by this time doing the insulation. The day ended fairly quietly which was a good thing because I don't think I could take any more excitement. I will be glad when the renos are done. I will miss these guys, they have become friends. But I won't miss the accidents (lets hope this is the only one) and the mess.
TCMM is a very lucky man. It could have been a whole lot worse. I thank God that it wasn't. When I think about head injuries and back injuries and what might have happened it scares the wits out of me. Good people don't deserve bad things to happen and TC and TCMM and TCH are all good people. I'd hate to see them hurt.
TC may be back between now and June for small bits of work like flashing around the crawl space and vapour barrier and some insulation but for the most part everything has to wait till the windows get here. Hubby says he may work on the vapour barrier as then we can sleep inside again.... albeit on the floor on mattresses but inside all the same.
In the meantime I am going to try to get over this cold that has decided to attack me most unpleasantly and work on level 2 homework..... that's enough excitement for me!
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