Sunday afternoon, we were actually quite productive, taking advantage of the good weather, doing stuff outside that we had been putting off. After a trip to Target, we came home the proud owners of those gazebo things that go in your backyard or deck. After about an hour or so, we had the thing assembled and put up, and were pretty happy with ourselves, envisioning many summer evenings enjoying it with a meal hot off the grill.
Fast forward to Monday afternoon. I’m sitting peacefully in my office, checking my e-mail. I see one pop up from Cate with that picture you see here. What is it, you may ask? Our new gazebo now sitting on our roof. The winds were pretty bad during the afternoon, and the wind managed to pick up the whole thing and plop it on the roof. We’re just lucky that it didn’t break any windows in the process. What a royal pain to get it down.
Unfortunately, the moral of this story? Fellas, listen to your wives. Mine told me right after we put it up that I should tie it down to secure it, and I admit it, I scoffed at the idea. I agreed to put weights on it, and as you can guess, didn’t get around to it in time. Yup, it’s going to be a long time before I hear the end of this one.