The Dutchmen are off somewhere else, the world is at peace, I have to get to the bank and meet the contractor this evening and pay him.
The scrap aluminum is off to the scrapyard, the money earmarked to buy beer.
I also have to hook up the wiring on the power vent and take the extra shingles back.
I now sleep under a new roof, a roof for the ages.
And, oh, yeah. I have to clean out the attic.
You have to rememner the sheathing on the roof is the old style 1x8s and they shrunk and were gapped. A lot of grit and nails ans small pieces of stuff wiggled down into the attic and it has to be swept up.
My work is cut out for me.
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