Got up on the roof today with the tar and gooped up many tiny little cracks. I would have brought up the camera to document some before and after, but that just seemed dumb. I don’t mind heights, but that might be pushing it even for me.
I wish I could say that I’m looking forward to the next rain storm to ensure my work holds. I’m not. Keeping the dry-rot out of this discussion, my work stretched the life of that roof 9 years. I know my work will hold – slapping roofing tar around isn’t exactly brain surgery. Especially when you subscribe to the more=better theory of tar. I will just worry about the cracks I didn’t see.
I will wait for that rainstorm before I re-paint that area of her room. I don’t want to do that twice.
And the curtain rod in the dining room pulled out of the wall today. &**^%^%$#@. Serenity-freakin-now.