I have been in my home for two years now and happy to say the roof is finally getting done; don’t think we could handle one more session of rain or wind. Here is a picture last winter after a 40 mph windy day:
I don’t know if you notice all the shingles on the ground, but they go every where when the wind comes; front yard, side yards and back yards, I am afraid it will hit one of the kids in the head. Needless to say they don’t go out if it is on the windy side.
Oh I hear you “Momma don’t be so cheap!” I’m not, we were finally able to do it.
As happy as I am about it, let me tell you how nerve racking it is to have someone working on your roof for 7 days.
First they parked a dumpster the size of single wide trailer in my driveway.
Unloaded a heap of stuff in my back yard and crushed my sprinkler and watering can.
They kept using my hose and turning off the water to my swamp cooler. This happened repeatedly after I told them the right nozzle to use. Without the water wetting the pads in my cooler it might as well be death valley blowing in here. I don’t mind them using it, really I don’t, but please follow instructions. The house can get hotter inside then outside.
The foreman told me it took a longer time then usual because my roof is so steep. That would explain the repeated booming of a human body about to fall through my roof, thank goodness they didn’t fall off, sheesh. Too bad for a couple of trinkets that went boom!
Friday when I thought all was said and done, I look out side and see my front walk gone. How I didn’t hear that being broken apart, I don’t know. Maybe I just assumed it was the roof work.
Monday morning I start to hear this load banging I mean shake the floor banging when I see a guy with a sledge hammer breaking up the front step. I was glad to see it go.
Here is the front step before:
So Monday evening they were finally done.
Isn’t it pretty.
I was so happy except as I am walking around to the back of the house to look at the roof in the back I smell a horrible unmistakable smell…
Then it dawned on my OMGosh, where have the been going to the bathroom? I figured they were going to somewhere. I know I am a novice in the world of home improvement, but Hello have some respect people…
Oh I’m not done. As I was walking to the back of the front of the house, something was bumping on my head. Apparently the wasp’s front door was no longer available upon their return from a hard days work. They wanted me to know about it. Here they are giving me stink eye:
So now I await the completion of my front step and the painters will be here sometime in the coming week.
Woo Hoo <—This is me looking on the bright side my house will look nice after a little bleach…
Next up I’ll be doing the baby’s room. I’ll post that soon, “Momma’s crossing her fingers”