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When we moved into our house, Kim and I knew that an early maintenance priority would be replacing the roof of the garage. The damage was easy to see; in this picture from last year, it's especially obvious along the left edge:
Earlier this spring we arranged for someone to do it once the weather was good enough, but we hadn't heard back about their schedule yet.
Flash forward to yesterday (Sunday) afternoon. We were excited that Aaron Lamb was going to stop by for the night on his way to go hiking in northern Michigan, since we hadn't seen him since college. In the middle of the afternoon, we got a call from the roofer: assuming it wasn't going to rain, would Monday morning be good? Eager to get the job done, we said that sounded good.
Aaron showed up as planned, and we had a great time catching up and kept talking well past midnight. We set our alarms for 8am, to make sure we'd be up when the roofers got here. Turns out, I hadn't thought to ask when to expect them in the morning. At 6:30 AM, I woke up to voices behind the house: the roofers were already setting up scaffolding beside the garage. We watched them stripping old shingles and starting to lay new ones over breakfast (mmm, yeast waffles), and Aaron headed out by mid-morning. Somewhere around 1 PM, the noises outside ended and the new roof was done:
So while we didn't get enough sleep, we're thoroughly impressed that we went from "how does tomorrow sound?" to "new roof complete" in less than 24 hours.
Earlier this spring we arranged for someone to do it once the weather was good enough, but we hadn't heard back about their schedule yet.
Flash forward to yesterday (Sunday) afternoon. We were excited that Aaron Lamb was going to stop by for the night on his way to go hiking in northern Michigan, since we hadn't seen him since college. In the middle of the afternoon, we got a call from the roofer: assuming it wasn't going to rain, would Monday morning be good? Eager to get the job done, we said that sounded good.
Aaron showed up as planned, and we had a great time catching up and kept talking well past midnight. We set our alarms for 8am, to make sure we'd be up when the roofers got here. Turns out, I hadn't thought to ask when to expect them in the morning. At 6:30 AM, I woke up to voices behind the house: the roofers were already setting up scaffolding beside the garage. We watched them stripping old shingles and starting to lay new ones over breakfast (mmm, yeast waffles), and Aaron headed out by mid-morning. Somewhere around 1 PM, the noises outside ended and the new roof was done:
So while we didn't get enough sleep, we're thoroughly impressed that we went from "how does tomorrow sound?" to "new roof complete" in less than 24 hours.
