Spies and Roofers Live Things Differently

It's been pouring rain for almost forty days! As a roofer, that's really a pain. And especially for a female roofer ;-/. Ladies, let me tell you, there's nothing more uncomfortable than soggy underwear and wet, wet socks and shoes for hours. So you can guess where all this is going to end up, don't you? Yes, SEALs in wet slimy, stinky clothes for days ;-). I know how that feels.

Sometimes I'm racing against the dark clouds pregnant with the wet stuff, trying to cover up as much of the roof as possible, especially when I'm doing a reroof. I use the experience to help me write about racing against "danger," with lots of activity around me.

Then the sky pelts me with big drops of water, and I have to ignore the initial icky cold and the slow soddening of the clothes. My characters have to defuse a bomb and there's gunfire all around. Concentrate, concentrate....

I'm all wet now and my nailgun is sliding on the roof. Heck, I am sliding myself, as the slick bottom of my shoes fight against the slippery granules from shingles. It's time to get off the roof and it's a balancing act of holding wet gun with wet gloves, hair in my eyes, shoes feeling like they have wet cement in them, as I hang on the middle rung of the ladder. I have SEALs doing this in the dark, climbing up the side of a ship, one they have been preparing to blow up, and there's this big wind and a rope-ladder....

Off the roof and the rush to the compressor to cover it from the rain! The enemy has sighted my SEALs and they aren't happy. I and my SEALs jump into my truck/rubber duck and off we go, happy to have survived our adventure.

And you wonder where I get my ideas....

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