Spies Don't Have To Think About Their Credit Reports

So everyone everywhere, in blogs and forums, is complaining about the weather. It's almighty HOT, folks. It was scorching on the roof yesterday and I think a bunch of my brain cells melted in the heat. Sigh. Still on that roof with those nooks and crannies. It's a major project and only RB and I are working on it. I feel guilty leaving him to tackle the monster this weekend. I'll be gone for ten days doing my authorly thing while he has to figure out a way to put shingles on those little nooks without someone to help (easier if you have someone handing you shingles when you're working off a ladder...). I love being uber-author, but my uber-roofer self is constantly feeling guilty that I'm not giving 100 percent to the other job.

Which brings us to the subject of guilt. Are you one of those people who feel guilty about things all the time? I belong to this category because I'm constantly trying to divide my time doing a dozen things at the same time. I get them done but then I start feeling guilty about things I've sacrificed--the neatness and cleanliness of my home, for instance, or the lateness of my bills. RB always tells me to do one thing at a time and do it well but I can't seem to do it that way ;-).

I mean, even spies must pay bills, but how do they do that when they're busy on their missions? I always wonder about that, LOL. Of course, in real life, their spouses are probably doing that for them. So I guess spies don't worry about the condition of their lawns and their credit report, huh? LOL.

Back to this monster that I'm leaving behind for ten days--it has everything that a roofer hates--five skylights of every imaginable size; tons of plumbing pipes, even a four-inch one (very rare); rotten overhangs; little nooks hanging in midair; sections sticking out in all directions, making it impossible to get "into" the job; and a first roof (the old roof) put down in every improper way imaginable, making the task of taking the old shingles off a battle every day. I really was glad I took off the weekend to Charleston because this roof was killing my back! But of course, I felt guilty when I came back to find all the shingles taken off. RB told me our helper took off. Not surprising, of course. They always takes off after a few days of really hard work.

Anyway, he told me a funny story. He and this helper was taking off the last small section, an overhang over this tall window, with all the shingles cemented on bare wood (arrghhhhhh!) and the helper lamented: "Can't we just put the new shingles over this? No one would see it." To which RB replied: "Man, Jimmy, we just went fifteen rounds. We lost the first seven and won the last eight. This is the final round and you don't want to come out of your corner?"

I laughed but that's RB for you. That man's attitude amazes me. A true hero, a fighter, and someone who will never feel guilty about not giving his 100 percent! Gah. Now I feel guilty again, dammit.

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