It was quite a job tho getting the old stove out, and installing the new chimney liner. We had two young huskey dudes over to do the work. The one dude's name is Shane and I remember that cause he fell off my roof from just about the highest peak and walked away with no more than a bruise.
Ten minutes before he climbed the ladder and knowing that it had snowed making the new metal roof extremely slippery. I told the two dudes that maybe today wasn't the day to install the stove as I would feel horrible if any accidents happened.
They both huffed right up and assured me that my metal roof wasn't the first metal roof they had been on and that neither of them were planning on any long term vacations. Ok! Well there I had it! I was excited to get the stove in. So on they went in the task of installing the stove.
Several minutes later the other dude came to the kitchen and apologized for being a pain, and would I move my ca-BAM! BAM! BAM! Ba Ba Bam! I ran out of the kitchens back door in time to see Shane hit the pavement on his right side!
I FREAKED! He got up and walked away.
What a stove dude! He also took the mirror off from my car on the way down. Not that it matters. I wanted to give him a beer or something but still wanted the stove in and knew that someone still had to climb the ladder.
They ended up completing the job and I'm in love with my stove!
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