I totally screwed up today on the garage project. Sometimes determination to do stuff on my own backfires. I decided to move the trailer with the scaffolding on it by myself. I made a big mistake!
Backing up a trailer is often difficult. Divorce has resulted for many couples after backing up a trailer. My mom and dad had a few arguments over backing the boat into the lake. Ha!
My friend put the whole rig next to the garage with the tractor. He was facing forward and pushing the trailer into place. Much easier to see what you are doing. He had to build a ramp with gravel to get the trailer over the railroad ties that line the edge of the driveway.
While I was trying to move the trailer, I went over the railroad tie and it bounced the scaffolding. Unfortunately, I didn’t bolt the scaffolding together at the legs. What in the heck was I going to do with that mess? The first thing I did was to secure the tower with a very long rope tying it onto the fence post and gate. I couldn’t have it tipping over onto my beautiful garage.
First I called a friend and he came to look at it. Ah, he said, AJ, I think we will have to take it all apart and start over. That was the first opinion.
As I am very stubborn and determined to right my own wrongs, I began to figure out what I could do to fix the situation. I called Greg who has been my friend and construction advisor throughout this whole project. He is the one that put the scaffolding on the trailer so it would be easier to relocate as I progressed on the project. Greg said he would come help me fix it after his work ended. That was the second opinion.
I call it “Jethro engineering”. I used my little barrel jack to lift each corner of the upper scaffolding and put in cribbing. The first level of scaffolding is secured to the trailer. The second, third, and fourth levels are not secured to anything except the one below it. I am not going to tell you all that it was the safest thing I’ve ever done, but I was desperate. You know those stupid people we look at online that put ladders where they shouldn’t. Here’s your sign!
So I spent about 5 hours working on lifting and cribbing until I had it even all the way around. The legs on the second level were not aligned with the top of the scaffolding on the first level. How could I get it pulled sideways and lined up? I didn’t know, so I went and took a nap. So there.
Greg came to rescue me from my own stupidity. Thank goodness. He used the jacks and a bit more cribbing to raise the whole thing a bit higher. He used a ratchet strap to gently move the scaffolding sideways to line up the legs. Brilliant! After about 45 minutes he had it all put back together and then used the tractor to move it where I wanted it. I was so happy that I drank a tasty adult beverage!
My work during the day was helpful in the long run. It made it easier for Greg to swoop in and finish the last bits quickly.
I don’t have a lot of patience. After working in the ER for so long, you just get used to getting stuff done quickly. If you can’t get someone to come help, you just do it your “damn” self. My Dad is not one for waiting on someone else to help him do stuff. He just does it himself. I guess that how I feel too. If I can knit a sweater, I can do anything!