Sometimes I am too tired to start with.
We had to pull inch wide staples (about 9 inches apart) out of the rafters this weekend. The ceiling is barely within reach when I stretch up with the lineman's pliers. I was using a milk crate to reach them on Saturday.
Yesterday morning we discovered that the milk crate was at Pablo's house. Oops! I wanted to give up and sit by the creek.
Instead, Denny made this little stool for me when I was struggling. It's perfect and I have a feeling it'll be around for quite a while...
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