Rain rain everywhere, and not a drop to drink.
I feel like it hasn't stopped raining in months. We've had tornados, thunderstorms, and then your everyday torrential downpour. And when it's not raining it's cloudy, depressing, and about to rain.
I probably wouldn't care, except the last few warm days of fall were gray and mildewy, I have had to train consistently in waterfalls, and we need to get the roof fixed at the Michigan house because there is a leak that allows water to pour into our bedroom onto our bed whenever it rains.
It started out that it wasn't even really noticeable unless there was a ridiculous amount of rain, but because I have had all these roofers up there poking around estimating on jobs they will never apparently do, they seem to have actually exposed the "problem" area, so now every time it so much as mists, the pan we have on our bed fills up.
We literally have a pan on our bed.
Then, I had the embarrassment of asking the same guy to come out to estimate twice. Have you ever done this? You totally feel like a jerk.
And, of course, it's the one guy I really didn't like the first time. He showed up to estimate the roofing job in a three piece suit, and didn't even sort of come close to getting up to look at it (like every other roofer), I had to basically tell him what the problem was, at which point he said, "I think what your problem is, is..." and repeated what I had just said.
It only served to get worse when he stepped in an enormous pile of dog poop screeching like a little girl, basically accusing me of not cleaning up after our dogs as he scuffed and scuffed the bottom of his shoes in the grass in front.
First of all, it wasn't our dogs' poop (it was a present from our neighbors' roaming great dane...the same neighbors who like to light off M-80s two feet from our home under a canopy of trees) but he didn't believe me. Have you seen our dogs? They're like squirrels. It would take them a month to make that if I was feeding them nothing but McDonald's.
Second of all, his bids were completely outrageous. Over twice what we are paying. The second time, his estimate was about $200 lower, but still way off. (And I suspect he may have been trying to charge us for new shoes the first time.)
I think we have finally found a roofer now, but they can't fix it for weeks...Why, you ask? Because it won't stop raining. Aargh.
I probably wouldn't care, except the last few warm days of fall were gray and mildewy, I have had to train consistently in waterfalls, and we need to get the roof fixed at the Michigan house because there is a leak that allows water to pour into our bedroom onto our bed whenever it rains.
It started out that it wasn't even really noticeable unless there was a ridiculous amount of rain, but because I have had all these roofers up there poking around estimating on jobs they will never apparently do, they seem to have actually exposed the "problem" area, so now every time it so much as mists, the pan we have on our bed fills up.
We literally have a pan on our bed.
Then, I had the embarrassment of asking the same guy to come out to estimate twice. Have you ever done this? You totally feel like a jerk.
And, of course, it's the one guy I really didn't like the first time. He showed up to estimate the roofing job in a three piece suit, and didn't even sort of come close to getting up to look at it (like every other roofer), I had to basically tell him what the problem was, at which point he said, "I think what your problem is, is..." and repeated what I had just said.
It only served to get worse when he stepped in an enormous pile of dog poop screeching like a little girl, basically accusing me of not cleaning up after our dogs as he scuffed and scuffed the bottom of his shoes in the grass in front.
First of all, it wasn't our dogs' poop (it was a present from our neighbors' roaming great dane...the same neighbors who like to light off M-80s two feet from our home under a canopy of trees) but he didn't believe me. Have you seen our dogs? They're like squirrels. It would take them a month to make that if I was feeding them nothing but McDonald's.
Second of all, his bids were completely outrageous. Over twice what we are paying. The second time, his estimate was about $200 lower, but still way off. (And I suspect he may have been trying to charge us for new shoes the first time.)
I think we have finally found a roofer now, but they can't fix it for weeks...Why, you ask? Because it won't stop raining. Aargh.
posted by Heather Gately at 8:20 AM
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