The back of the roof is eye-level and I didn't worry about cutting it flush. I managed to gouge my eye while going to remove about the last 10 screws from the back.
The rest of the siding is already shoved into the garbage can.
I have been on the phone for 16 minutes. I am going to put on outside clothes and ask the useless people at Church if they can remove the rest of the siding and haul off the plastic.
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I told Mom I needed to go to the E.R. She tried to ask many questions, but I went to the E.R. In a group chat with my useless sisters she asked where I was and then my sister sent a screen shot of my Facebook post that I was in the E.R. She messaged me that since my sister found me (right where I said I was going) she was bringing my brother to get me (even though I drove myself). When they finally let me go into the out Mom still tried to take charge.
I asked on the Church Facebook page:
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Is someone available to remove the rest of the greenhouse siding and take it to the dump? I nearly poked out my eye and need to go to the E.R.
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oh no. i hope you will be ok.
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Do you know anyone who can remove 10 screws and haul off some plastic?
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someone is already borrowing our trailer. good luck.
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It will fit in our garbage can. One only needs a pickup, van, or SUV.
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When she ignored me I found someone to haul it away.
$65 for something that would fit in my trunk, but there would be bits of plastic everywhere!
Having spent 26 minutes on the phone obtaining permission now I need to spend who knows how long on the phone saying I did the thing they permitted me to do.
I needed to do a bunch of TradeWars stuff before 2100, but was busy, and now everything is messed up.
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The guy came and got this for $65:
The VA nurse I took out 4 years ago (and 4 years before that) called. I asked how her daughter is doing and she said "Good! It is her last day of school today!"
I thought the daughter was 14, so I asked a mutual friend if the girl was graduating, although you would think she would have said "Graduating," not "Last day of school."
She insisted on giving me the number to inform the V.A. that I did the thing they permitted me to do even though the E.R. already informed them and the nurse I took out verified, so I lost 5 minutes of my life taking care of that.
She talked to me more today than during our date.