As far as roof news... the demolition team showed up at 10:00 yesterday and the "boss" called and said he was on his way with the materials for reconstruction. He showed up at 3:00pm, but only because Rich called his cell and chewed his butt. He claimed the traffic in Sturgis caused him to take 5 hours instead of 2 hours to get here. I've been through Sturgis during rally week (it was a total brain-fart accident), and the traffic IS bad, but it's only about 45 minutes to get through town instead of the usual 5 minutes. Another little fib, one of several, and I was starting to get really steamed that he either thought we were completely stupid, or he just can't keep his stories straight.
When he finally did get here, the roofer guys bitched him out because there were apparently SEVERAL roofs under the one you could see, and they had to scrape something like 5 different layers off. They only got half (less than half, actually) of the roof off, and then Bossman strolled in the house and said it was going to cost another SIX THOUSAND DOLLARS for the extra labor, at which point I had a meltdown. First all the lying, then adding half again to the cost of just the roof repair... he pushed my last button. I told him and Rich to go discuss it outside because I couldn't take anymore of it, so he said they'd just pack up and leave and we could get someone else to do the roof. I think this was his plan all along - screw us out of every penny we own and leave us with no roof at the height of thunderstorm season. And another thunderstorm with heavy rain forecast for last night (which thankfully didn't happen, it missed us to the north). I told him he was effing well NOT going to leave without replacing the roof that we are paying him for. (It's not like he's doing us a favor, we're paying EXTRA to have "professionals" do the job right. Jesus wept...)
Anyway, after Rich talked to him outside, he said that "bossman" said the insurance company would most likely pick up the extra cost if they got pictures of the mess up there. Um, like, maybe lead with THAT, instead of "it's going to cost you an extra $6,000.00? So now I feel stupid for popping off at him, and I'll have to apologize, but the fact is, he's lost my trust and I really don't want him doing any more work than is absolutely necessary.
To top everything off, the wind was blowing bad all night and rattling all the debris in the dump trailer (and all the stuff they just threw on the ground, before "bossman" brought the trailer, which I suppose we will have to clean up), which made Jasper stand outside the bedroom window and bark all night. ALL. NIGHT. Rich can't hear a thing without his hearing aids but I only got about 2 hours total sleep last night. I wanted to scream at Jasper to STFU, but he was just doing his job, and I never reprimand him for barking at anything. So I feel like death warmed over today, and I have to deal with the roofers again today. Or maybe not. Maybe I can make Rich do all the liaison work.
I need to take some valerian, I think. My back muscles are all tight and crampy from all the stress. I wish I didn't get so stressed! Hey, if I ever say anything about having any remodeling done to the house, someone slap me, HARD, and remind me that it's beyond my ability to cope. Thank you!
In any case, we're not going to get the new roof by the weekend, but I can't really blame them, they thought (and so did we) that there was only one shingle roof under the metal one. They won't even get the rest of the roof off today, much less get any new roofing ON. The roofer guys were angels, though, they managed to put up a layer of plastic lined tarpaper stuff at least before they left, in case it rained, but it took them until sundown.
Which brings up a funny (as in odd, not ha-ha) thing. One of the guys is a big Lakota Indian, 6'4" if he's an inch, and he said as he was leaving last night that he couldn't live out this far because of the dark. The DARK? Yeah, he said he didn't know how we could sleep at night without the security of other people around, and that he wouldn't be able to do that. Rich told him we had the security of Smith & Wesson and a big dog, and what else did we need? Just laughing it off, you know, but that big guy was seriously scared, and I think he didn't even want to drive back home in the dark. Just goes to show you, you can't judge a book by its cover, can you?
At least the insurance adjuster has been advised of the new price, and will get back to us ASAP with his "judgement." He HAS to approve it, right? How can we go through a winter in South Dakota without a roof? We just can't, that's all.
I guess that's enough inane rambling from me for one day. I can hardly think straight. I hope Mocha's OK. I can remember THAT.