Rough Night at the Homestead Last Night
Storm front blew in hard last night and it looks like our new roof is going to be moved to the top of the projects list.
I've been speculating we'd have to do it within the next five years, but the little twister that tore through the neighborhood has me thinking sooner than later.
I was upstairs on the shitter of all places when it came roaring through. Sounded like the average line of showers and storms with blowing rain at first, but as I was finishing up, it got UGLY and quick!
Everyone says it sounds like a train, and that fucking train sounded and felt like it was running through my kitchen under me. I was at the top of the stairs when all Hell broke loose downstairs. Crashing sounds and Mrs. Tucker screaming, "OH GOD!"
The french doors in the den got blown opened and wind and water were pouring in. She, without considering water on hardwood might be slippery, went dashing to get things under control as I hurried down the stairs.
I got within view in time to see her go damned near upside down as her feet flew out from under her, while nature's fury poured into our den.
Thankfully, she didn't break anything. Just a little sore today.
I got the doors under control as the train roared away for more destruction down the road. The worst of it was about a mile from the house, where there's a clear swath of wrung off trees and mayhem. No residences were hit as far as we know, but there were plenty of trees down and power was off for a couple of hours.
We have two separate downstairs attics, and the pressure change blew both access doors out. One of them was blown about 2 feet from the opening.
The farthest roof shingle I found was about 100 yards from the house wedged into a clump of ornamental grass at the edge of the pond.
I've got my go-to contractor arranging to get some patches done before the snow comes Tuesday night and Wednesday.
After that is done we'll start getting the money rounded up and making plans for new roof. Going back with steel. I don't want to have to mess with it again in my lifetime.
We are, of course, thankful for what we have and thankful that it was no worse than this. Unlucky and lucky are on the same coin.
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Bluebird house built by late uncle was not spared.
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