Been there... Done that... 2

Climbed into the ceiling yesterday.
Dusty and creepy (because I watch too many horror movies? haha).
Found the source of the leak but unfortunately can't be fixed from inside the ceiling.

Therefore,
I climbed the roof today.
Walked the roof.
No, I should say I 'crawled' the roof.

The main roof beam tiles was full of cracks...
Looking at the cracks and listening to the tile-on-tile-frictions upon each step sends chills down the spine...
People say 心里不踏实,
I say 脚底不踏实...

In order to increase safety, I decided to use all four to crawl along the roof,
Not forgetting to imitate spider-man (to look cool not dodgy) just in case a passer-by see me.
The point with 'crawling' is to spread my full weight to my four limbs to different beams, roughly halving my weight on each beam.
(standing straight will concentrate all my weight to a certain point on the beam which I don't think is good)
At some weaker points, I even try sitting on the roof so I have five points of contact, so I can distribute some of my weight thru my butt as well.

Finally managed to crawl to the small crack in the tile.
Took a spare tile and cover the crack.
The spare tile was lying on the roof - don't know why.
That should roughly fix the problem and hopefully last for a few years.

Life is fragile...
Each step on the roof, the only thing that runs thru my mind was...
If the tiles break...
If I fall off the roof...
There would not be anything I could do to save myself at that point.
I might get some minor scratches and bruises,
or some fracture bones and rib,
or become paralyzed and even die.
All I could do was to take whatever safety precautions I can,
and be as careful as I can,
and say to God, 'the rest I leave it to your hands'.

I suppose the same goes for every other things we do in this life...
We can only do the best we can, and leave the rest to God.