May 2, 2006
Leaky Rain Gutters
Last night at 10 p.m., I stepped out onto our deck to have a cigarette. Doug decided to come out with me. He doesn’t smoke (I shouldn’t either) but he likes to talk to me when I’m inhaling nicotine and tar.
It was kind of rainy and I made a comment that our rain gutters should either be cleaned or replaced because I was getting dripped on.
Doug replied, “Well, crawl up there and clean them.”
“What? Me? Why me? I don’t wanna die.” I said.
“You won’t die.” He rolled his eyes at me.
“Yes, I will. I’ll fall off the roof and plummet to my death. My head will hit the concrete and that will be the end of me.”
I searched his face for some compassion. Nothing. Blank face stare. He must be crazy, to think I’m going to crawl up there and clean those stupid things.
He looked up at the gutters and said, “They aren’t that bad. I don’t see much of a leak.”
To prove my point that they were leaking, what do I do? I stick my face out and get dripped on.
“See!! Do you see this rain drop on my face? They leak!”
My wonderful husband rolled his eyes again, and decided to burst out into song! Instead of agreeing with me, that in fact the rain gutters SUCK, he starts singing. “Rain drops keep falling on my head….”
The man drives me insane.
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May 2nd, 2006 at 1:36 pm, Geeky Dragon Girl Says:
Oh who doesn’t love a guy who can burst into song at the drop of a hat?
May 2nd, 2006 at 2:22 pm, Dana Says:
Seriously…the man drives me mental…but I love him so I guess that’s the price I pay! -just laughing- What a dork I am!
May 2nd, 2006 at 9:57 pm, John Says:
Hi Dana. Thanks for visiting.
I always found that, instead of going up on a roof to clean gutters, it’s much easier–and safer–to climb UP to them on a ladder.
But maybe that’s just me.
May 2nd, 2006 at 11:09 pm, Dana Says:
Ooh! John! You are probably right! See? Now why didn’t my hubby tell me that? Unless….he wants to get rid of me??? Nah…
Thanks for visiting and for the comment!