Monday, January 06, 2014
The more I stay in our house, the more I discover things that need to be done, that can be done, and that there's an easier way to do it than My Guy used to do.
Enter The Snow Rake.
Last week, I bought a snow rake. I knew it wouldn't reach the very top of the house, but at least it would help. Yesterday, the raking started.
The roof isn't very slanted, and there was so much snow on the roof that My Gal & I had to team up to get just the house done. She climbed up on the roof with a push shovel, while I was down below with the rake. She pushed snow to where my rake would reach, and that was with me standing on the snow banks in my new snowshoes, making me 4' taller. We spent 4 hrs just doing that one roof, but it was also our first time doing it.
My Guy used to spend a whole weekend doing what we managed to do in an afternoon, so I figure that's an improvement. Now that we know how this thing works, and that the roof will hold both of us up there, even with snow, the next time will be considerably easier. We still have the Lean-To and the Garage & the little Lean-To to finish up, but with warm temps & rain today, then back to freezing tomorrow, I'm not sure how soon we'll get back up there.
Thinking back to how My Guy did it, I remember asking him repeatedly about a snow rake. He would shrug it off, saying it was a tool we didn't need.
What I discovered yesterday is that if I had insisted much earlier to get one, and to get at least one pair of snowshoes, I could have been helping him all along to get the rooves cleared off.
There aren't many regrets I have after My Guy passed away, but this is one of them. It's not a big regret, but it is one that I wish I had known about before last weekend.
Next major purchase for the yard: wood splitter and a more powerful chainsaw.
I miss you, SweetHeart.