it rained. it dripped. i climbed. into the ceiling. like a monkey. around the frames. arms and legs wrapping them. need a good grip. need a good step. and there it was ... water dripping from the roof, through the torn aluminium sheet, onto the plaster ceiling, boring a hole.
thought of fixing something inside the ceiling. but on second thought, not right. not solving the problem. so, i ended up on the roof. replaced the broken tile. and sat there a while. 12 feet off the porch's roof, and another 12 feet off the ground. my immediate problem - open ladder not having a good foot hold. even had one leg on the ladder before it moved. so scary.
after some meddling, i finally got it to lie on the edge of the roof, barely. quickly i came down and after clearing up everything, i figured ...
(i) i really need to get those leaning ladder
(ii) i think i left the broken tile on the roof ... urgh!
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