Chaz and I have, with the help of a most kind neighbor, spent the last few days re-roofing the back part of the house. I have been dodging this job for near 2 years, but could not do so any longer, as winter is comming fast and the roof leaks. Now I have done a fair amout of roofing, having been a contractor in a past life, but I still don't like it. I like standing on roofs and other high places, the views are often good and the perspective is always unusual. I like the end result, but the process is not fun. Everything about roofing seems designed to make you miserable. Everything is heavy, sticky, hot and covered with scratchy abrasive stuff. You tend to cut yourself alot. You work in a sort of hunched over posture that hurts your back. You spend alot of time walking around on your knees over scratchy abrasive stuff. The weather is almost always too hot or too cold. And you always have to carry all of that heavy, sticky, scratchy stuff up a ladder. It might be more fun if it was done on the to the ground, though that would mess up the view. Falling off of a roof, always a possibility, is no fun at all.
The roof we are doing is very close to the ground and the pitch is not steep, so that part is easy. But because it is so flat, we are doing a "rolled-roof" which requires the use of large amounts of tar-like goo called lap cement. This is sort of like the sealer stuff people spread on thier driveways, but far, far more gooey, sticky and obnoxious. It is 100% impossible to use this stuff and not get it all over yourself and everything else you go near for 2 days. You spread this stuff with a wierd looking broom-thing that seems utterly the wrong tool for the job. No fun at all.
Perhaps all that explains why almost all of the roofers I have met, with only a few exceptions, have been either really crabby guys, drunks or both. Go figure.
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