We are getting a new roof today. I would say that the flushing sound you hear after that statement is our money going down the toilet, but I guess its not REALLY going down the toilet since a roof is one of those necessary things. However, insurance isn’t paying for it and we’ve been saving our $20’s (not pennies for this giant expense) for a long time so we could pay for it. Here in South Florida, a roof aint cheap. I think its because we have to buy a certain wind rated type of shingle for hurricanes that can withstand being blistered in the sun 350 days a year. My parents put a shingle roof on their house in SC for 1/4 of the price of what we’re paying. Anyway, my point is that it sucks writing a check for that much money to buy something that you can’t do anything fun with. It’s kind of like flushing money down the toilet.
The roofers are up there banging away, and my normally outgoing and vocal cat, Kirby, is no where to be seen. We’ll see a flash of orange every now and then — like when they started cutting the roof for the ridge vent zooooooooooooooooooooom — but that’s it. I decided to do a little investigation and this what I found:
There they are…Fraidy Cat #1 and #2.