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Things that just happen... or do they?
We had a gully washer about 2 weeks ago that resulted in the dreaded 'Thump' 'Thump' 'Thump' 'Thump' on the ceiling in Megan's room. I'd fixed the earlier leak on the other side of the house the month before. In fact I was looking forward to this rain to check that earlier fix. Not a drip. But ahh, Megan's room.
This time Jason, Brett and Mark weren't here to climb up into the attic and look. So I put on clothes, it was 11:30 pm, and climbed in and over and over and over rafter beams to the spot we'd fixed 4 or 6 years ago. Like the dummy I can be, when I fixed last months drip I resealed all sealings except the old one.
Is this happening? Yes. But the good part is yet to come. I searched for and got a 20 x 20 painters tarp and 7 bricks plus 1 large rock and carried them up to the roof. I placed the bricks and rocks where I could get to them, rain driving like little drumsticks on me and the roof and down the roof valley. Wind blowing in strong gusts. No problem opening the tarp, just hold on to a single edge real tight and let it blow.
It opened nicely, and I'd done all I could. I knew that the next step was to fold the tarp into a long strip 3 feet wide and 20 feet long. But how, in that wind. I'd thought of calling my Home Teacher, Bill Bodine, but that was all. Just thought about it earlier. But I wanted to rely as much on myself as I could. Now I was at my tarps-end, so to speak.
Well, I thought about self reliance as posted in one talk on the church site. The GA said that it meant relying on all we could do and using the blessings the Lord gives us. Bingo, I told the Man that I'd done all I could and needed help folding that tarp.
The wind stopped. Not the rain. Just the wind. Right away. Not 3 minutes later, but right away. I quickly folded the tarp into its 3 x 20 form, weighted it down and got off that roof. It rained all night and had a few more short heavy-ish winds before morning, but no more 'Thump' 'Thump' 'Thump' 'Thump' on the ceiling in Megan's room.
I've since resealed the valley and the next rain stayed on the roof and went down the eaves.
This time Jason, Brett and Mark weren't here to climb up into the attic and look. So I put on clothes, it was 11:30 pm, and climbed in and over and over and over rafter beams to the spot we'd fixed 4 or 6 years ago. Like the dummy I can be, when I fixed last months drip I resealed all sealings except the old one.
Is this happening? Yes. But the good part is yet to come. I searched for and got a 20 x 20 painters tarp and 7 bricks plus 1 large rock and carried them up to the roof. I placed the bricks and rocks where I could get to them, rain driving like little drumsticks on me and the roof and down the roof valley. Wind blowing in strong gusts. No problem opening the tarp, just hold on to a single edge real tight and let it blow.
It opened nicely, and I'd done all I could. I knew that the next step was to fold the tarp into a long strip 3 feet wide and 20 feet long. But how, in that wind. I'd thought of calling my Home Teacher, Bill Bodine, but that was all. Just thought about it earlier. But I wanted to rely as much on myself as I could. Now I was at my tarps-end, so to speak.
Well, I thought about self reliance as posted in one talk on the church site. The GA said that it meant relying on all we could do and using the blessings the Lord gives us. Bingo, I told the Man that I'd done all I could and needed help folding that tarp.
The wind stopped. Not the rain. Just the wind. Right away. Not 3 minutes later, but right away. I quickly folded the tarp into its 3 x 20 form, weighted it down and got off that roof. It rained all night and had a few more short heavy-ish winds before morning, but no more 'Thump' 'Thump' 'Thump' 'Thump' on the ceiling in Megan's room.
I've since resealed the valley and the next rain stayed on the roof and went down the eaves.
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