Got home a little before noon to find my roof is gone, the white felt paper up, the guys about to leave and haul away the old.
I cried. I think it's because I'm happy, relieved.
Craig has done, so far, all that he said he would do and when. He even removed the old defunct satellite dish. Friday they'll come and put the shingles on. Hooray!
Now he has told me something I already knew.
"You might want to think about painting the house. But if you do, wait until October, after the hot weather so the painters don't damage the roof." This walking on the roof when the temperature is high we have talked about before.
Paint the house. And what would that cost?
Oh well. I maybe don't have to think about that right now.
Maybe.
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