One of the disadvantages of owning a home and
being home for the Holidays is outside Christmas lights.
Christmas lights are an abomination invented by a woman whose
original intent was to collect on her husband's life insurance
policy. It is an unnatural act to climb up on the roof of your
home after reaching a certain age. The actual chronological age
varies from individual to individual but can be determined as
being that age in which reason becomes part of a person's
cognitive makeup. At my house I have this gable on the front
over the garage and the roof line then precedes from the front
of the house back over the deck to the main outside wall. That
means that in the event of a fall, the two surfaces available to
catch me are the concrete driveway or the wooden deck. This
really makes it a choice between instantaneous death or fatal
injuries with splinters.
Just before Christmas…..Thanksgiving, I think
it was, I noticed that all the regular dishes in the house had
disappeared and we were now eating off of the holiday china. We
only have the two kinds of china. Knick knacks started being
replaced with candles and small porcelain Santa's and Angels
appeared on almost every level surface. Even I could tell that
the task of putting the lights on the roof line wasn't that far
off. I don't even like the lights we have. They are those
hanging icicle lights….all the same color. After the first year
they are kept in a tangled mess in a drawer in the garage along
with the clips used to attach them to the shingles. Rather than
have to endure the "you never do anything until I beg you"
speech, I decided one warm November day to put up the lights
without being told and with the element of surprise, perhaps get
a jump on that insurance money.
My role as a consultant here at TSC is to
find solutions to problems faced by my clients. I have come up
with several solutions to this particular problem. First
solution: Convert to a religion that doesn't do Christmas
lights. Second solution: Leave the lights up year round.
Solution three: Sneak out of the house in the middle of the
night and using a hammer, break all the little bulbs on the
strands of lights. But every year, these ideas are nixed, and I
have to do my manly duty and climb up on that roof.
I have a step ladder. Not a tall step ladder
but a regular six foot step ladder. The kind with all the labels
on it telling me that the top is not a step and that I shouldn't
put the ladder on ice, in a fire, on glass, or use it for sky
diving or as a floatation device. The only place I can use this
ladder to access my roof is from the deck. I also have to climb
to the very top step and stand on it. That very step where the
manufacturer specifically tells me not to step because it is not
a step. I then have to lean at the waist over the incline of the
roof and swing my leg up and sort of roll up the roof.
As I have pointed out in other articles….my
stature (6ft.7in., 320 LBS) is not exactly conducive to feats of
athletic dexterity. Only wanting to make one ascent up on the
roof, one of the things I make certain of is that I have
everything I am going to need before I climb the ladder. I have
thrown the untangled and checked-out light strands and the bag
of clips up on the roof. When I my second leg clears the roof
line I am up there amongst the lights wallowing to get up on my
hands and knees before the god of gravity and I become better
acquainted.
Since the roof slopes down to a 90% angle on
the side of the garage, there is no way to start the lights from
the roof without lying down face towards the edge. So, before I
threw the remaining lights and clips up on the roof I hooked up
the extension cord, ran it out of the garage around the frame of
the door and standing on the step ladder, I used three clips to
start the first strand. I also have all this plugged into power
so I can be certain that the lights work and I won't have to
remount the roof later. My specialty here at TSC is distribution
and logistics and TSC didn't hire no fool. Before I worked for
TSC I once used a big staple gun to attach the lights. This was
before the vinyl siding. I discovered that if you have power
running to the lights and you don't line up the staple just
right, you might start a fire and get a shock.
So anyway, I clipped my way up one side of
the gable and down the other, plugging in the new strands and
watching as they lit up. Then I turned the corner and clipped my
way over to the other wall. I was done with lights for 2001. All
that was left was getting down. My wife had gone shopping
because she said that seeing me up on the roof makes her
nervous…..I think it is simply an alibi. The only way for me to
get down is to scoot down the incline of the roof on my stomach,
dangle my feet over the edge, find the top step of the ladder,
turn around and walk down the ladder which is free standing on
the deck. Fear is not a word I like to use. Terror is more the
term that fits the situation.
The people who make these ladders, despite
all their concerns with warning labels, do not understand simple
physics. The ladder is rocking back and forth on four legs that
never touch the ground at the same time and the ladder, warning
labels and all, weighs about 12 LBS. I weigh in excess of 300
LBS and am taller than the ladder by about 7 inches. When I am
standing on the ladder the center of gravity for the entire
mechanism is about 11 feet off the ground and four feet above
the apex of where the legs of the ladder would theoretically
meet if not for the top step which is not a step preventing them
from coming to a point. Such a structure cannot stand without
help. Luckily for me, I failed to open the ladder all the way
and the distance from the front to back was actually shorter
than the distance from side to side and when the ladder fell, it
went backwards away from me and from the house. I was able to
slide down the incline of the roof, and catch myself at my
elbows and then drop to the deck which wasn't more than a few
feet.
So I survived another Holiday Season of
putting up home decorations. It is January now and I will have
to start thinking about taking them down soon. I am pretty sure
I can remove them without making the ascent onto the roof by
pulling on the stands and hoping the clips come out and the
strands remain linked where they are plugged together. Next year
I am going to run that conversion thing by the family again.