A few days ago Melissa and I were talking about our old house in Texas (which has still not sold). The topics ranged through the new roof we need to replace, the bill from the lawn guy, our real estate agent, and hurricane Ike. As the conversation finished and Melissa walked out of the kitchen, it dawned on me. If Ike damages our roof, Allstate will have to pay for the roof we need to replace anyway.
The thought of saving $4000 worth of shingles and labor made me giddy. I struck up a little dance and started shaking it around my kitchen.
"Go Ike, go Ike, go Ike."
Melissa walks back in to witness my performance.
"What the hell are you doing?" she asks.
"If Ike messes up our roof, we don't have to pay to replace it."
"What's the matter with you?", she says. "We have friends there."
"I'm sure Allstate will pay for their roof too," I say.
"That's not the point!", she says.
"Oh. Yeah. Um...", I stop dancing.
It turns out Ike was almost all he was cracked up to be. One of our friends actually did have some pretty bad roof damage. Thankfully, no one was hurt or made homeless.
We still haven't got a report on our place yet, but hopefully all is well.
If anyone knows a good roofer in Houston, leave a comment. I'll forward it to my friends who need the help.