I Dream of Genie: Day 1

This is our new friend, Genie Boom. Genie is going to help us reach the north and south peaks of our house and the dormers. In the past, we have either painted up or out as far as we could reach with an extension ladder, or as far as Don could extend himself on the roof with the help of a rope tied to the chimney. The last time the peak was painted he lay down on the roof and hung his head and shoulders over the edge to paint upside down. I’m pretty sure I didn’t know about that plan until after it was executed.

So, now that there has been a new rule firmly in place for the last few years – absolutely no climbing on the upper roof, let alone hanging over the edge – we have begun to rely on outside help. This exchange of lower cost efficiency for higher retention of life and limb suits me fine, but irritates my better half. However, grudgingly acquiescing to the possibility that he no longer bounces, he has finally contracted the services of Genie. Of course, he did worry himself to a wheezing state over getting the best deal versus the taller machine, but it is working out in the end.

The nice gentleman who came by today to show Don how to operate the lift commented, “Man, I don’t see how you painted this house with ladders. There are some pretty tricky parts to this roof.” Exactly my point. Thank you, Genie.