Funny how history repeats itself

Today was a day spent on the roof. For any of you who know my fear of falling, it is probably surprising that this is the second year in a row—almost a year since the last time—that I have found myself on the roof cleaning our gutters. Again: a peanut in the gutter. This year was a little different, since it rained all last week, and the gutters were overflowing and nasty with all the gunk from the last year. So it was me and a hose this year, and that actually really worked well. Of course, when I came back down off the ladder, I was shaking and slightly nauseous. Minor acts of bravery all around!