Home Improvements - Roof

David and I bought our little bungalow almost a year ago now, and we are slowly plugging away at the repairs. ...and when I say "we," I really mean David, because he's the one who really does all the work! I just help provide the cash to back the projects and sometimes throw a paintbrush around or help clean up the messes.

Anyway, the big project of 2008 was replacing our roof. When we originally looked at the house, we knew that this would be one of the areas we would need to address, and we figured that we should try to get it done before winter. We saved up the money for the supplies and David rolled up his sleeves.

David starts removing the old shingles on the back of the house.



Several of David's "brothers" from the Kingsmen service club at Cascade College come over to help with the demo work.



David and Troy, a friend from church, replace plywood and lay paper.



The new shingles are looking good!



David also rebuilt the overhangs on the ends of the house. Here, I caught him with the primer-sprayer-gun (technical name) in hand.



David hangs the new gutters while Tucker supervises and sniffs the tools on the ground.




SPECIAL NOTE/BONUS STORY: My involvement in the roof project was very minimal. I was in my first trimester of pregnancy when the work began and was strictly forbidden from climbing a ladder. Also, I was very sick and spent a lot of this time laying on the couch. My major contributions included providing water and food for the workers, cleaning shingles and staples from the yard, and playing photographer. I recall one day in particular when several guys from church were over to help with the plywood replacement. There was much stomping and pounding echoing through the house and I had a terrible headache for which we had no medicine that I could take. I retreated to the bedroom, turned out the light, put a pillow over my ears, and secured an ice pack on my brow. The awful racket from above was relentless! I was actually crying at one point because I was in such pain and increasing nausea. I was so appreciative of the assistance of our friends, and knew that they were sacrificing their time to help us in making great progress with the house, but I seriously had thoughts of pushing them all off the roof! - Didn't they know there was a sick, prego lady in the house who was about to die from head-explosion?! Anyway, I think I score some points for enduring the effects of the work that day.


In conclusion, I'm glad that my hubby is such a handy-man and works so hard for us! More improvements shall follow...