One of the goals I set myself when I moved here was to become as self-reliant as possible. My unofficial motto was: "If you're only going to hire a guy to do it, you might as well have stayed in Toronto". Truth be told, many of the things that we do to keep a property in good repair are things we can do ourselves. We might decide to hire someone else to do something for us, but what we are actually doing is spending money to avoid learning something new or doing something unpleasant.
If it involves plumbing or rerouting electrical cable, I call a professional. Apart from that, it's my job. And sometimes my job entails roofing. In the entrance to my property, there's a small grey wooden shed, about 10 by 10 feet, with a cement floor.
I was feeling quite proud of myself, and we all know what happens when you start to feel proud. I had left my eight foot A-frame ladder inside the shed, and I wanted to move it to a more auspicious location, so I grabbed hold of it and started to drag it. That's when a hammer I'd inadvertently left on top of the ladder fell off. The business end of the hammer hit me on top of my head, flipped over, and the claw end of the hammer hit me on the forehead just before knocking my eye protection off. I could feel blood streaming out of my forehead and into my right eye, down my clothes and onto the ground. Honestly, I looked worse than the shed.
I'd better go to the hospital, I thought. Then I realized: I can't go to the hospital. I have no idea where a hospital is, I don't want to get blood in my new car and anyway, I can't even see. So I went inside, found a bottle of isopropyl alcohol, cleaned up my head wound, then had a bath and a long nap on the sofa before the fire. And, since my other unofficial motto is, "You can do as good a job as a professional if you want, but it's going to take you a lot longer", here is a photo of my progress to date. Luckily the next couple of weeks are going to be mild and dry, so I'll have no excuses not to finish my roofing project. Stand by.