To start from the beginning we got a call from Rob very shortly after we arrived home. For those keeping score the actual agreement was that we would call him as soon as we got home.
Rob had to call because he had already ordered a dumpster (known to the delivery man AND to roofers as a "box") to be delivered Wednesday (yesterday). Rob's dilemma was that the best time estimate for delivery that they would provide for him was sometime after 7am. Rob has pretty specific desires for placement of the "box" and he thought it extremely important that someone be available to enforce his desires. Further he was under the impression that the homeowner has to sign some sort of acceptance of liability waiver before the "box" can be placed on the homeowner's driveway. Apparently lots of concrete driveways crack.
Well, we got our driveway when the city was doing a street curbing project in our area. Since the contractors were going to be in the neighborhood anyway laying concrete the city made available to us a process for ordering a driveway with concrete mixed according to city code requirements for curbing. This insures a higher grade of construction aggregate with much less spall (go ahead, look it up, I didn't know what it meant until I spent a lot of time around the geology guy and Heather). Consequently our concrete driveway is quite a bit stronger than just ordinary run of the mill suburban concrete driveways and WAY less likely to crack.
Too late to make a long story short but it turns out I didn't have to sign anyway.
Waiting for the "box" delivery turns out to be a whole huge amount like waiting for the cable guy. He came at 3pm.
Which was OK, I think. It was sultry yesterday, hot and humid, not really a good day for bicycling.
But today everyone showed up early and we all got down to business. Here's what it looked like as I headed out for a ride at about 12:30pm.
Our roofers hit the sweet spot.
We don't have any of the Great Lakes within easy riding distance of my house but we do have the Snail Lake Regional Park which includes this stretch of road off Rice Street near Sucker Lake.
But here's what a two and a half hour bicycle ride can wreak on the roof of one's house, especially when there are six men working on said roof.
There are six men on the roof, can you find them all?
Hint: That's Rob over there just above the ladder. Rob DOES do some work but mostly he supervises, watching to be sure that the job is done to his standards. That's what we pay Rob for. Rob isn't cheap but the job gets done right.
Here's a little strictly bicycle content.
Last year when I showed up in Michigan we discovered that the glue binding the leather cover to the plastic seat body of the saddle I had on the Michigan bicycle had given up all along the back of the saddle. It did not affect in any way the rideability of the saddle, all the parts were still there, the loose part didn't interfere with any of my pedaling action.
All it was was unsightly.
I rode it anyway last year but this year I retrieved from my spare parts drawers in the basement the original equipment saddle for that bicycle and took it along to Michigan. I re-installed that saddle and brought the unsightly one home.
My plan is rubber cement and clamping. It looks like it will be a three step repair. Here we are deep into the second of three separate glue and clamp segments.
Do you tip roofers?
1 comment:
Fortunately, I've already been given the low down on spall.
The saddle repair looks promising.
I've never tipped a roofer.
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