The ceiling thunders with the roofers removing the old shingles. The cat is upset--she has already been upon my shoulders looking for safe haven.
Last spring, we had a bad hailstorm that pounded the old roof. Insurance paid us about half what it will cost to replace. We have been slow to find someone. Most of our neighbors have had crews come through, and we are one of the last to get a new roof. This roofer is also a painter, so we are having the outside painted, too. Yippeee ! Our house has needed painting on the outside for a few years now.
I am so thankful that my dear husband has stayed home from work today to supervise. I have lost count of how many times he has been up the ladder. The rolled part turned out fine, so Bob decided not to replace that. That saves us $100, and the roofers time and effort. That was a decision I could not have made on my own. What do I know.
Twenty-one years ago, Bob put the original roof on our house all by himself. I was pregnant with our third, and it took Bob a week. Ten years ago, Bob took off the false dormer thingy and re-roofed a section. I have drooled over the thought of a crew getting done in a day or two instead of Bob killing himself for a week.
The weather is good. No rain in the forecast. It is a good day for a new roof.