Meet my new ladder.
For many many years, I’ve wanted my own ladder. My very own 6 foot ladder. My husband has ladders that are 12 feet or 20 feet or 100 feet something crazy like that. Manly ladders. They are so tall I cannot get them in the house myself without wiping out a few lamps on the way in.
And even when he brings a ladder in for me, I’m afraid to climb up on it because …. dun dun dun… I’m deathly afraid of heights. Have I mentioned that before? I am SO afraid of heights, I panic if I see someone else get anywhere NEAR a high ledge. Even if I see someone just LOOK over the edge of a building — while they are on a TV show — I panic from the sofa and my heart leaps out of my throat. I have to look away.
Imagine me up on a ladder.
I almost fall off the ladder just thinking about falling off.
But, even though I’m horribly afraid of heights, I do like to get things done myself around the house. And if that means hanging off the edge of a ladder, risking life and limb, that is what I have to do. But, I don’t want to lug a 20 foot ladder into the house in order to paint a wall nor do I like waiting for my husband to bring one in for me. I’m impatient and impulsive.
When I want to paint, I usually resort to getting on a chair or standing up on a counter or table or something crazy like that.
I have fallen off of chairs and stools and nearly cracked my head open (slight exaggeration) because I was trying to balance myself while painting way above my head.
I cannot tell you how frustrating it is to not be able to reach over six feet! I’m only 5’2! I have to stand on a chair just to get stuff out of my cupboards! Not having my own ladder puts a damper on my ability to get stuff done.
Now I have a six foot ladder to call my own. Isn’t she lovely?
Let me make it clear that I don’t personally weigh 225 pounds at 5’2 inches tall but just in case I want to wrestle a giant deer head or some other humongous thing up this ladder with me, I will be all set. My ladder can handle up to 225 pounds. She is nice and sturdy. I still could fall off, but I’d rather fall from 6 feet than 20 feet. Just sayin’.
My ladder is my new BFF.
I have a feeling we are going to be spending A LOT of time together.