Why would anyone think that the roof was in good shape? None of the rest of the house was…
So we needed to re-roof. I’m 45, with bad knees. Dan is in his sixties. Neither of us was about to get up there and do any kind of work… besides, we had so much other work to do inside! So we decided to hire a roofer to take over the roof project. They started ripping those shingles like there was no tomorrow. Of course we find out that some of the plywood is rotten and has to be replaced. It turns out that the roof was lacking ventilation. So these guys (really good guys) at Rockford Roofing added a ridge vent and upgraded our tar paper: I guess they use some kind of tyvek-looking stuff that’s way better then the old black paper.
The home had been vacant for a couple of years, so needless to say, some critters had decided to make the attic their home, chewing though some of the wooden fascia, which Andrea and I decided we’re gonna have to get fixed as well…
Great… Another expense…
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