in Family Time, Not Quite What We'd Planned, Something's Always Broken

A fine, fine day at Rohrer & Son RV Repair

And why might replacing 30 feet of gutter be cause for such gushing? Because our younger son and his 4 years of construction experience were here, which meant the boy took my place on Ladder #2, and that suits me just fine.

Boy knows his way around a busted gutter.

Boy knows his way around a busted gutter.

It all started when we left Virginia last month, and learned yet another important road lesson: If you’re gonna check your GPS on the way out of a heavily wooded campground, stop the RV. Because if you don’t, you might not notice the tree branch that sticks out just far enough into the roadway to do a number on your left side. Alllll the way down your left side.

Ahem.

Anyway, Tim procured the necessary materials, borrowed an extra ladder and cordless drill, and pressed our visiting Longhorn into service to do the repair work today. Having it done at an RV repair shop would cost about $100/hour in labor alone, so we were delighted to get things squared away for only the cost of the materials, two sandwiches, a tall glass of iced tea, and an entire pan of chocolate chip cookie bars.

Four lengths of shiny new metal RV gutter, shipped from the manufacturer rather ingeniously fastened to a 6' wooden post.

Four lengths of shiny new metal RV gutter, shipped from the manufacturer rather ingeniously fastened to a 6′ wooden post.

New gutter going on

New gutter going on

Measuring the screw covering stuff to make sure we've got enough

Measuring the screw covering stuff to make sure we’ve got enough

Took my guys about 4 hours to get the job done, but that included two long breaks: one for lunch, and another to chat with the dude in the Winnebago across the street, who saw all the tools lying about, and thought Tim might be able to work a little magic on the Winnie’s slides, which were stuck in. Nope. That’s gonna take a professional.

My duties included fetching tools and supplies, hauling construction trash to the dumpster, and baking Dane’s pay. And even though I barely set foot on a ladder, I still managed to klutz myself into a bruised noggin, by banging it on the bedroom floor. Shut up. It’s a fifth wheel hazard. It happens. And I’m good at it.

I am 5'4". That overhang, which is our bedroom floor, is about 5'2" off the ground. And that is how we bonk our heads on it -- a lot -- when walking around the RV.

I am 5’4″. That overhang, which is our bedroom floor, is about 5’2″ off the ground. And that is how we bonk our heads on it — a lot — when walking around the RV.

Our supervisor, who is clearly on break. Again.

Our supervisor, who is clearly on break. Again. Worthless piece of fur.

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