Up On the Rooftop

Today is day #3 of getting a new roof put on our 47 year old house.  It's our third roof and will be the last one we'll put on.  The cost more than tripled the last one.  Yikes!  Thank goodness the next roof will be the responsibility of the future owner. The roofing job began on Tuesday and there's been lots of pounding, thumping and rumbling going on up there.  We've only removed a few things from the walls inside as a precaution against falling due to the vibration and pounding. The supervisor/owner of the company came inside and looked around our house when my hubby told him we have a very 'fragile' interior due to all the china in several rooms, and he said everything should be okay.  So far, so good!

The dumpster for the old discarded shingles was delivered first.

Then came the delivery of the new shingles.

And then the work began.

We've been blessed with beautiful weather for the roofers.  They've put in very long days arriving at 7:30 a.m. and working until after 7:00 p.m.  They will probably finish up today. We've known the owner since he was a young boy who attended our church, and as a teen he was in our son's youth group.  He put a new roof on our son's house and did a good job, so we knew he was trustworthy.

While the roof work was going on outside, I got busy inside sorting through ALL my tea.  If you're a tea lover you know how quickly tea inventory multiplies, until you have more than you could ever possibly drink.  I hate to throw tea away, but I forced myself to purge.  Since I only drink green tea now, most of what I disposed of was black tea, giving the non-commemorative tins to my hubby for his workshop, and keeping the commemorative ones for myself.

Below is the finished result.  The repro icebox still looks full but believe me I pitched a lot.  I should have taken a before picture for comparison.  You'll notice all my Republic of Tea Downton Abbey tins on the third shelf that I couldn't part with yet.  I didn't order the latest three tins of tea that came out with the new movie released last week.  I think I have enough. ;-)

I recently received a card and note from a cousin who moved from Colorado to Texas.  She said they had been in their Colorado house for 30 years so the move was monumental.  We've been in our house 47 years and I don't even want to think about all the work a move would entail.  Time to start purging now!

I used to have a big garage sale every couple of years to get rid of things we no longer wanted or needed, but since my hubby turned our garage into his work shop I haven't had a garage sale since 2016.  I often think about my kids having to get rid of all our 'stuff' and know I need to get busy paring down to spare them.  Being a minimalist isn't my cup of tea, but neither is being a hoarder.