Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
We expect our new roof to be installed any day. When I signed the contract two+ weeks ago, my contact asked me about which side of the driveway to locate the dumpster, and I recommended it be located on "my" side. I guess, stupidly, I expected a phone call or quick email letting me know when they'd show up. Ha. Ha Ha.
Monday morning, 6:30am, nestled in my warm bed, I heard a big truck outside. I was perplexed, as trash day is Tuesday, but I shrugged it off thinking it was a recycling truck or a someone else's roofer. Then a bright light was shining through the window. I peeked out to see a truck delivering a dumpster in the driveway...right behind my car parked in the garage. I ran outside - Medusa hair, dragon breath, sweats, no shoes, no bra - and asked the driver to pick up the dumpster so I could get my car out, as I had been given no notice about the delivery. He graciously picked it up, let me out, and then finished the delivery.
While I was in the shower, the driver returned and hauled away the dumpster! All that's left to prove it was there are two long scratches in the driveway.
A weird way to begin the week. Still no roof.