Yesterday I decided it would be a nice little change to head to work with Roland. And by “I decided it would be a nice little change” That really means I was forced.
He has been working on this excessively, over large, million dollar house that in MY opinion was in the WORST location you could possibly put a million dollar house. BUT it did have awesome tree’s in the front so I “Guess” that made it a little better. And the master bathroom was nothing short of amazing, But Roland didn’t seem as awestruck by it as I was. He’s a plumber so a bathroom is a bathroom to him I suppose.
If I ever win the Lotto, I fully plan on having a normal house with extremely extravagant bathrooms with themes like “The Jungle in the rainy season” And “Mother Ship” I mean, who doesn’t want to take a shower in a damn rainforest huh?! Let alone a alien space craft. Am I right?!?!?
While standing next to the scaffolding where Roland hilariously and quite un nimbley-(ish?) climbed up I happened to notice a ladder that was propped up. The top of the ladder had some 2×4’s attached to it so I was like…
”Dang the ladder wasn’t long enough so they had to extend it with 2×4’s or what?!”
This really does have to be the single, scariest ladder I have ever seen in my whole entire life. Isn’t there some kind of builders code or something that prevents this kind of un-safe ladder usage…because seriously guys…this is some dangerous ass, unsafe shit.
Oh, and I ate a acorn off the ground. 🙂