Another rain storm is the weather forecast, and my roof still leaks. Instead of writing this, I should try to get it repaired. I phoned the property manager to see if she can someone to patch it up today. If not, I can try to fix it myself.
One job I wouldn't try myself is circumcisioner (mohel). The subject came up recently concerning the future of my grandson's foreskin, which currently is attached to the rest of his 3-day old body. Knowing what I know now, (if I had a choice) I wouldn't have had it done to myself, nor to the son who plans to put his own son under the knife.
A staple gun, some duct tape and a heavy duty garbage bag might do the trick . . . temporarily.
I informed my son the people in the circumcision ward don't work for tips; he said the procedure costs $250. Ouch.
It would hurt more than my pocketbook if I fall from the roof while fixin' the hole where the rain gets in and stop my mind from wanderin'.