After I finished moving all the heavy stuff – Paul said he had a leaking skylight he would like me to look at. I jumped in DD and followed about half way across the island to a small (beautiful) place nestled in on a hillside. A view to die for~!! I crawled up to the skylight from the inside and then went out and got up on the roof to take a look. Came down and told Paul I thought I could stop the leak (once a roofer, always a roofer I guess). Paul had to go pick up some material for the job and by that point, it was late enough in the day – -I needed to get back to my Queen, once again having been stranded at the condo. I got back and we spent a relatively quiet evening.
I was up again the next morning and on the road by 08:30 to be back out on the house on the hill by 09:00. Paul was there and I set in immediately to work on the skylight. In short order I was done with that. As I was wrapping up, Paul asked if I was interested in doing some power washing on the house and I said sure….. it had to be a damn site easier than moving those bags again….. Paul had to go get the power washer, so I ran back to the condo to see my Queen for a couple of minutes and put on my swim trunks. If you are power washing anything – and don’t get wet during the process – you’re not doing it right~! We met back up at the house on the hill and I set right into to power washing. Paul had running to do and left. For the next 4 hours – if it didn’t move – it got power washed. I was at a good stopping point (which is damn hard to do with a power washer) and by then my back was killing me – so I cleaned up the tools and went home to once again soothe a very sore body.
Next day was going be [I thought] a lot easier day. I had to meet my diving instructor out on the West end of the island – to begin the first of 2 days of “field” training for my Rescue Diver Certification. Greg Gapen of Latitude 17 Scuba was my instructor and immediately started putting me through my paces. He didn’t cut me any slack and made me re-do anything I didn’t do to his satisfaction. A mutual friend (Bob Riggs) was there to be the victim during my training. For a pretty solid 3 hours – I ‘rescued’ Bob. I should point out, that Bob was also very efficient in his role. Making me handle his full ‘dead’ weight when appropriate and offered NO help what-so-ever…… other than helpful hints between exercises. 3 hours later, the first half of the water training was done…… and I could not hardly walk straight. Smack my a$$ and call Judy~!! I always thought the course would be tough, but no where near that…… little did I know what was in store for the following day.
I couldn’t get to comfortable though, because I had an ‘interview’ of sorts to get to on the other end of the island that afternoon…… I was auditioning with a local band, to possibly be their drummer~! Over my limit again, so more tomorrow………
Good night Ya’ll – Thankx for stopping in~!
Island version of a Catalpha worm….MUCH bigger though
The view from where I was power washing
Condo Christmas decorations…. woo-hoo~~~!