Bruises

This isn't even all of the ripped off material!

So. Many. Bruises. And I'm on VACATION!!

Although, this may be the proudest moment of my life. Or one of. Cause I'm pretty DAMN proud of doing the Half Ironman. But People! I ripped off a garage roof. I tore out the rotted wood boards. I reinforced beams that looked like they had seen better days. I replaced said boards. And, I installed new rolled and shingle roofing.

ALL ON MY OWN!! And in 2.5 days.

Sans rotted wood

I hurt. Really bad last night and this morning but I'm feeling and moving better as the day goes on. I'm going to add a bunch of photos, mostly for my remembrance.

On a side note: I was supposed to get a new oven yesterday but they took it back because I couldn't unhook the old oven from the gas line. So, if any one is keeping track, I can roof a garage like a fucking ninja but I can't undo a gas hose.

This was to scare my mom. She made me call her every time
 I went up on the roof and when I got down.

The finished rolled roof section.

The finished shingled section.

All my bruises

Some more