You’ll excuse me if I seem a little disjointed. It’s a Sunday morning and the roofers are here, working hard while I am hardly working.
They got here nice and early – while the dog and I were still in bed, in fact. I’m usually an early riser, in the 4:30 to 5 a.m. sense, but on Sundays I like to stretch out and let things go and sleep in to 6 or 6:30.
Anyway, the roofers rolled in and got a nice early start. No doubt they were motivated by the threat of rain later in the day. Or maybe by the threat of me pulling the plug on this job and going with another roofing company entirely because of the way the house and I were getting jerked around. And therein lies a tale.
It all began with a wind-and-hailstorm, which did enough damage to the roof to cause the neighbors to come over and ask whether I knew how bad the roof looked. My neighbors are very helpful like that. They always assume that I must not know about the tree limbs that need trimming, or the section of fence that is starting to list, or the downspout that got knocked six inches out of plumb. They’re wrong. Of course I notice. I just don’t care as much as they do. And they don’t seem to realize that every time they mention something, I put off fixing it another three weeks, just because I like to see them getting agitated.
Anyway, the roof needed fixed and the insurance company approved the work. Bids were taken and before long, we had hired a roofer.
Who promptly disappeared for six weeks.
Several thousand unanswered phone messages later, we hired another roofer.
Who also disappeared for six weeks.
The second roofer did come on Memorial Day weekend to park a truck in front of the house and then declare that no work could commence because (1.) the roof was in worse shape than thought and needed to be replaced all the way down to the deck, and (2.) it was Memorial Day weekend.
The insurance company quickly approved the additional work, which is the last time you can apply the word “quickly” to this operation, and we sent word to the roofers that they could go ahead and resume not working, which they did.
Then came today when out of the blue a crew showed up and got to work bright and early, scaring the cats, alarming the dog and robbing me of my much-needed beauty rest. Despite that, however, I think I speak for us all when I say we’re happy to see the work getting done at last. And I KNOW the neighbors will be relieved.