The Joys of Home Ownership

Brad and I can't deny that we love having a place of our own but sometimes being a homeowner has it's trials and in our case, a hole in our roof.

On Friday, we had all intentions of coming home after work, throwing our stuff together, grabbing the little one, and hitting the road to spend the weekend in Dallas with the familia. Our house, however, had other plans for us.

I was about 5 minutes from the house when I'm on the phone with Brad and he says, "Shit, I think we have a hole in the roof. It's raining inside the house." I get off the phone with him so he can expect the situation and speed home.

I come to find out that we not only have a slight hole in our roof, it has been unbeknownst to us, been raining on our poor baby. Manny was minding his own business in his crate when the water from the ceiling started falling on his head. Luckily, it wasn't a gusher, otherwise, Manny would have been even more upset than he already was.

We called our friends asking for suggestions for roofers and left countless messages with no avail. After looking at the forecast and the sky, we then had to make the difficult decision to postpone our trip. Rain was definitely in the forecast and we just didn't feel safe leaving our holey roof alone for the whole weekend. We're sad that we didn't get to see our family, especially my baby brother who was visiting from Iowa, but we'll try another weekend soon.

Thankfully, Rocky the Roofer, is back from vacation and is on the case! Hopefully we'll have a diagnosis soon and estimate that won't annihilate our bank account.