My neighbor asked for my help. I go over and there's a guy on the roof and what I guess was his wife right next to the ladder. I'm supposed to climb up there for some reason (haven't asked yet) so I climb up this ****ing thing. That was the scariest bit, one foot at a time. When I get up there I'm informed by the guy that we're supposed hoist this big bird cage up to the roof, then drop it down the other side. That was the thing, the cage was too heavy for him alone. Guy pulled right at the edge. I was like a metre or so in. Apparently I'm not great with heights. After it was up it got easier. Still some vertigo but my verbal exchanges with roof guy and then with the other two when I climbed back down (which was a lot easier), felt natural. Not zero anxiety but it didn't hurt. Also got to see the labyrinth she's got going on back there. I'm happy I could help. She helped me out several times with emergency pet stuff, and is cool in general.
Also did groceries which I never do. And by groceries I mean beer and cancer, or maybe emphysema. I'm all about healthy living, you see.
Flowers will grow from these wounds.