Our house is falling apart. Film at 11.
We had a storm last night, and when we got up this morning, the wind was still blowing very hard. And I just happened to notice a piece of tar paper falling off the roof and smacking into the window. And I thought, “This can’t be good.” So I got the ladder and climbed up to find the roof on our laundry room in shreds. Yick.
November 29th, 2004 at 4:41 pm
My sympathies. That sucks. Sounds like Texas!