BLUE LINE FARM & APIARY: The roofers are not here, The roofers are not here

Thursday, May 14, 2009

The roofers are not here, The roofers are not here

From my vantage point at the side of the house, I was able to watch the progress of the roof. It was sweatshirt weather right up until noon time, but after that the temperature improved greatly and I moved to the back deck. We were feeling really good about yesterday's progress. Were is the key word here. Because we all know that when you are feeling really good about something and confident that things are going well, you should find yourself a fallout shelter and get there quick.

This last picture is the one I went inside with. I was thrilled with the day's results and looking forward to tomorrow. Isn't the porch beautiful? I can just see us out there bbq'ing, playing cards, enjoying our new space. This was a hard working, efficient and capable team of roofers we had here. The karma was so good. We went about our afternoon business and came back just before dinner to a note in the screen door that went something like this:

Jen and Jerry, sorry we had to quit, but had a disagreement with the "boss" back at the shop. He hired someone else we don't get along with and so, we quit. If you'd like us to do your siding, here's our number. . .

?????? Siding? What about the roof? We're not done here kids. It's still the OLD roof on the back of the house, and there is tons of material in the side yard waiting to be applied to the new roof sheathing. WTF? WE'RE NOT DONE HERE! Jerry called the roofing company, and asked if we were smart to have hired them and would anyone be back to finish our roof? He assured us yes, and we will have to take him at his word. So, here we are today, wondering if the roof will be finished and whether or not we are comfortable hiring the same guys to do the siding, although they are now on their own. But if you walk away from one job, what's to stop you from walking on another? This is a dilemma that we now have LOTS of time to ponder. Because the roofers are not here, the roofers are not here. Oh, and today's weather forecast? Rain. Don't you just love it when a plan comes together?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...: Don't be discouraged, don't give anyone any money and don't hire someone who has walked away from you, your gut is right! Can you tell I'm angry? What right do these tradesman have to behave sooo badly. Cathy Myers; May 14, 2009 at 9:47 AM

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After suffering a heart attack in 2007, it became clear that I had to make some lifestyle adjustments. We were already owners of a rustic cabin in upstate New York. Once we established that my retirement from my job as Secretary to the Chief of Police on Long Island would be a huge financial burden we decided that moving permanently to our unfinished cabin would be the best way to make the necessary changes for my health. After securing "permission" from our youngest daughter, who at 13 would be making the move with us, we made the move in June of 2008. Our four oldest children still reside on Long Island, along with our families and old friends. It has been a tremendous journey, both physically and emotionally, but we've done it! This is the story of our journey, and our ongoing experiences as middle aged lovers of life. We are truly all in this together! Jennifer

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Today I drove to town for the purpose of picking up a fresh vegetable for dinner. I came home with seeds for the garden, half off chocolate easter eggs, wrapping paper and bows, tape, sponges, garden nippers, bath salts, doilies and facial cream, exfolient and baby oil. No vegetables.
Today I spent a serious amount of time trying to change the channel with the cordless telephone. Scary.
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Getting lost in Peebles Parking Lot. Not confused, Lost. I now understand what the "Panic" button is on the car opener. Interesting.
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Wearing Shoes on the wrong foot-Jen
Again he has worn different shoes-Jerry