Sunday, June 18, 2006

Some of us are X-treme

Carmelita is the adventurous member of our team. She is up for anything. Just look at her! Carmelita, where are you going?? No, not the loft...

When B and I moved into our new house, one of the features I loved most was our loft space. I imagined fixing it up real cute- the perfect knitting spot. Well, upon further investigation, the loft...it's high. Yes, Nonnahs, lofts are usually high. But, they also usually involve an actual staircase of some kind, do they not? Ours, however, is more on the uh, rustic side. Our way in and out of the loft is by an old 13' wooden ladder. Which is just basically leaning up against the wall.

Now, in my younger days, I would have relished climbing up (and down) that thing. I used to climb on everything- jungle gyms in the playground, trees, furniture, you name it. Even ladders. I've also always wanted a loft. So why am I now so afraid of climbing up into that thing? Several factors come into play, I'm sure, but whatever the reason, the result is that I won't go up there. I've been up there only once so far, just to prove to myself that I could do it. Climbing up was fine. The getting down part was sketchy. You have to basically step off the side of the loft and swing your leg around to position it on one of the steps. I made B adhere little rubbery pads on the bottom of the ladder for traction, as well as little gripper bars on either side of the ladder up top to prevent it from swaying. I feel better about it, but it's still not my favorite place to be. Also, it's about a hundred degrees up there these days, which makes it all the less enticing.

Please, don't make me come after you. Please...

5 comments:

Chris said...

Oh oh - what if she stays up there for weeks?!

Theresa said...

It's those teenagers - no sense of self-preservation. They all think they're immortal.

Mouse said...

I'd have made my husband bolt that ladder to the wall- I'm terrified of heights!!

The Stitchin' Sheep said...

I have trouble with the swinging back over the ladder and coming down part, too. What you need is a fireman's pole to slide down. No need to be facing backwards to get down. Then, there's just the fact that it's fun to slide down. If you're afraid of hitting bottom, put a pile of cute pillows down there for padding.

And, if B thinks this sounds ridiculous, just tell him it can double as your own personal stripper pole. I'm sure he'll be all for it, then.

Nasus said...

Ha! The photos crack me up! Carmelita must be your younger self incarnate.