Looks like Castle Frostbite is about to get the new roof it needs. We just got the definite quote from the (highly recommended) roofer we’ve tasked with the job, and work will commence as soon as it gets a little warmer.
We’re getting a rubber roof, which is the only solution that’s suitable for our low-pitch roof. It’ll be a Sarnafil thermoplastic roof with an inch of insulation underneath. They’ll also redo our cracked chimneys while they’re at it, and then replace the interior ceilings that have been damaged by the leaks.
Total price tag: nineteen thousand dollars. Whee!
I can think of a lot of things I’d rather buy with that money than a roof that should have been watertight when we bought the joint a year and a half ago, but we don’t really have a choice. I don’t think I can live through another winter with towels and water buckets in various spots all over the house.
Besides, might as well spend it while the dollar is still worth something, right? I mean, the way things are going, we’ll all be billionaires in ten years, and grocery prices will be marked in scientific notation.