The Rubber Duck Incident

The gutters on the back side of my house had been clogged for over a month, and I’ll be honest, I was avoiding the problem. Why? Well… it was the second story, and in a former life, I was studying to be a power lineman, and after nearly falling from countless power poles, I’d developed a pretty nasty fear of heights.

In fact, I didn’t even own a ladder tall enough to reach the second level because even if I did, I assumed I’d never have the nerve to use it. I tried to find someone to handle the clog, but alas, it didn’t work out, so finally, I bought a ladder, and waddled my 40 something year old butt up there, shaking the whole time, only to discover that what had been clogging our gutters was nothing other than… pause for dramatic effect… rubber ducks.