The Roof: Day 3

  

 Like I said, thank goodness for new days.  Brett was tired from the night before, but somehow not totally discouraged.  Donning the t-shirt my dad made really gave him some extra pep in his step.  No more Mister Nice Guy.  As the image above shows, we will be living with OSB duct taped to our ceiling for the time being.  We will soon need to remove that section and replace the sheet rock, and re-texture it.  It's a bummer, but it's not the end of the world. 

Auntie Kacey was willing to watch Scout in the morning, and dear Busha watched her in the afternoon.  I am so, so, SO grateful for all the help with Scout.  Al came by for a few hours again in the morning (Alan, you've already clenched your title.  You just want to secure it further?) and helped make some last cuts for the final roof repairs.  Once Al left, B and I began clearing off the roof, ridding it of debris and nails.  That was my first time on the roof.  Brett advised me not to look around too much because I would surely want a second story.  Check out the view!  He was right, I did find myself longing for a second story.  But I'd quickly remind myself of our ceiling nearly falling through, and think...nah.  We're good.

On Saturday night the guys placed all the fascia board...with their headlamps.  So, Brett and I leveled it, and secured it further.

FINALLY, not a moment too soon, it was time to lay the felt.  Brett and I hopped to it and began rolling out the paper.  Brett was beginning to get a bit discouraged because it was taking longer than he thought.  Shortly thereafter our amazing neighbor, Russ, hopped on up to lend a hand.  Within a couple hours we had all the paper rolled out and stapled down.

 Pure (exhaustion) elation at a finished project.  We are more than ready to hand this roof off to somebody else, so that they can finish the job.  The roofers are coming today to finish it up!  Yeehaw!!!

We're getting somewhere, people!  Again, thank you to all the incredible friends and family who helped.  You guys RULE.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Dear House,
You are getting lovelier and lovelier.  Thank you for not letting us get swallowed up into the attic through the scary boards.
Love,
Andrea