After some storm damage this past summer, we found ourselves a roofer. Unfortunately, he didn't really want to work, and after months of trying to pin him down on when we were going to get our roof done we ended up hiring someone else.
The new guy is great. Really great. The job? Not so great. Not that our roof guy isn't doing the work, or doing it correctly, it's that every time he turns around he finds one more thing that the previous owners just covered up. A job that was supposed to take just a few days has now stretched into it's second week, with more work to come.
Today's find? We have a big ol' hole in our wall. Under the siding (don't ask how we ended up replacing siding when the job was for the roof. Really, don't ask). That the previous owners just put siding over.
No insulation on that wall, evidently, either. *sigh*
I am immensely grateful that we are financially able to handle these things as we find them, and even more grateful that the guy we have working is so good about fixing it instead of covering it back up. I have to admit, though, that I am a little miffed. We have the roof off our house during November. In Minnesota. And Xmas is coming. Doesn't the Universe know that there is shopping to be done, and I can't do it when all our $$ is going to fixing problems with the house?! Of course, I'm sure I could wrap a big ol' bow around the house, and give THAT to the kids on Xmas morning, but I'm guessing they would be less than excited about that turn of events.
So the plan is hatched, and Mr. Barefoot is fully on board. Over the next year or 10, we will take the house one room at a time, and get all the messes fixed. Here's hoping that we're done with the nasty surprises!