What do you get when you cross an entomologist, 3 high school guys, and a youth minister? There’s no punchline, because this just isn’t funny!
I don’t really know what I’m doing at all, but does this look like progress to you? Anyone can roof a house, right? Right…? Oh well, I’m figuring things out as I go here. That’s just how I roll.
Friday, the city dropped off a huge roll-off container for the debris, and I started stripping off shingles from the shed, workshop, garage, and patio – with the help of some really good people. We discovered some rotted wood on the patio roof, so that slowed things down a bit, but so far, that’s been the only big surprise. I’ll have to get some new decking to put up there. Decking is roofing code…
for plywood – which will be much more stable than the crappy particle board that’s rotting up there right now!
The truth is, after all the scraping we’d done, when we found that mess under the felt, I was ready to admit defeat. I’m feeling more optimistic today and should have the workshop done by dark, which will at least make me feel like something’s being accomplished.
So far, we’ve spent a lot of money, made a big mess, popped a wheelbarrow tire, and pried up about 5,237 nails… And we’re just getting started. I did find some very convenient starter strip rolls that are 33′ long and will save me from cutting off any appendages while trying to slice a straight line through asphalt. I’m sure I’ll receive my fair share of mockery from my extended family for cheating like that, but I can live with it. They all hogged the handyman genes and stuck me with the geeky stuff.
Which means… even though I really don’t know what the heck I’m doing, I’ll figure it out (again with the help of some really good people). Ok, blog break over, I suppose… back to the roof.