Well, when I said we were gonna “raise the roof,” I really had no idea how MUCH roof we were gonna raise.
Nor how messy the act of “raising” would be.
Turns out, getting a new roof is gross. Not quite as gross as, oh, say, a dry-rot ridden wall from hell, but it’s way freakin’ grosser than I was expecting.
Basically, shit rains down all around your house for a week. Four (yes – four, not three, as originally anticipated) roofs worth of asphalt shingles, and tar, and paint flakes, and wood scraps, and bent nails. 100 years of detritus coating your porch, driveway, deck, tomato plants, and blowing in your cracked windows (because it’s 90 degrees out and you don’t have air conditioning – duh).
But, after living in 3675 for only 14 months, and just 12 months past the end of a major sweep of renovations, we can now say we’ve successfully executed Project: New Roof. ALL the old roofs are gone, the new roof is complete, flashed, and painted. All the dry rot underneath has been replaced; we’ve installed a brand-new gutter system with screens, too. We even demolished the top of our seismically-unsafe chimney
And THAT – is how Temples raise the roof! And all while one of them starts a new job, at that.
Now we just have to clean it all up…
One year later, 3675 just keeps on comin’ along! See all our pics of the house in progress here.