Late last year while on break, I tried cleaning leaves off my roof. My shoes couldn't get a grip and I slide right off, scrapping my arms and legs.
This roof I have is 2 times steeper than our last house and even though I was able to navigate on it a little 2 years ago, my fear of heights and loss of traction convinced me those days are over.
Now I have to beg my nephews to blow the leaves off for me because I can't stand how they've built up on the roof all year long with nothing I can do about it.
I don't know how I was able to walk around it a few years ago but I'm done trying anymore.
Sucks.
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