Hail, Hail, The Roof Is All Here
There is nothing like writing a check for 5 grand first thing in the morning to curdle your coffee. Last September we experienced a freak late-season hail storm with ice-stones literally as big as hen's eggs. There were some parking lots in our area where every car had broken windows. Of course, the newest part of our house- the roof- was ruined. I'm starting to think that cavemen weren't so dumb. At any rate, after returning home from work Thursday evening, a voice on the answering machine told me that the installation would be earlier than expected, with materials arriving Monday, work starting on Tuesday and finishing on Wednesday- when I can write another check for the other half of the amount.
Yippee. The glories of home ownership. Is that thunder that I hear?