Roofing

I have no pictures for this post, which is rather hard for me. There were some great opportunities for pictures, but no camera to help document.
Yesterday was an eventful day. I spent the morning attending my step-mom's Super Saturday and making a beautiful temple picture.
Then up to my mom's house. I had planned to relax and help around her house and be with my girls while the "men" were on the roof. See, my mom had a leak in her kitchen ceiling start last weekend. Marty, who roofed before his mission, loves all things roofs and was eager to help. There was obviously a section that had to be replaced immediately, but the rest of the roof was really old and needed to be placed eventually so we decided to do it all now. Saturday was the day planned to take off all the shingles. My mom asked her sons and her ward for help. When I showed up around 1 pm, it was Marty, my oldest brother Barry, his wife and daughter on the roof. No. one. else.
One man from my mom's ward arrived shortly thereafter. He is probably in his 60's. Then my other brother, Dan, who works nights woke up and started to help. I decided I needed to get up and help too. I put on my mom's clothes since I didn't bring work clothes and got to work. Then a bit later my oldest brother and family left. He had been sick all week and wasn't feeling well. That left Marty, Dan and I to finish the rest of the roof. Really?! I prayed and prayed for someone to show up. And kept praying for the strength we would all need to do this. Removing shingles is not a fun or easy job, but it had to be done. The weather doesn't look great this coming week and we still need to put new shingles back on.
Finally, Marty's 1st counselor arrived to help. He had called to see if we needed help and we did! It was so nice to have extra hands.
About 7 pm, I had to get off the roof. I was getting dizzy and it was getting dark. The three guys stayed up there. They replaced plywood and put down the tar paper. They were up there until 10 pm. The missionaries showed up for a bit and got up on the roof in their suits in the dark and helped. The shingles aren't all removed, but my mom's ward is willing to help today. It's Sunday, but they are going to help anyway. At this point, it needs to be done before more damage is done.
I'm sore. I feel like I've been hit by a truck. I can't imagine how the others feel. I'm just grateful I have a body that works and I was able to help. I'm also grateful for those that were able to help out in our time of need. Now we will just hope we can finish this project asap and the weather will cooperate.