Grateful
Why I'm grateful a large branch fell on our roof at 8:00 pm on Friday night:
1. It didn't fall on our roof at 3am on Friday morning. Dealing with this in the middle of the night would have been tremendously worse. Obviously darkness would have made things much more difficult, but it was also raining later that evening and there's always my biggest concern: bats.
2. It didn't happen at 9am Friday morning, either. We were home at 8pm. Any other time and we might have been at work, or out for the evening and come home to this mess, or even gone for the weekend, but we were home when it happened.
3. We had the whole weekend to deal with it. We didn't have the added stress of going to work and trying to make phone calls and arrangements with the insurance company.
4. It wasn't raining yet. The sun was still shining while the holes got covered and tarped.
5. We didn't have a houseful of company this weekend. We did not that long ago and we will soon, but this weekend it was just us.
6. Rob and Julie were home. Not only was an extra set of hands helpful, but someone not emotionally affected by several holes in the roof was also a plus. The best part? I didn't have to go on the roof!
7. We now know what it's like. Maybe that sounds irrelevant, but when you live in the woods and your home is surrounded by trees, this is bound to happen. We thought it would have happened with the dead ash we had taken down last month, but in any case, we now know that while the event itself is rather frightening, we have awesome insurance (with extra coverage for trees!) and a great agent who made the whole process simple and relatively painless.
The one thing I am NOT grateful for:
Why couldn't it have damaged the deck that so badly needs replacing!??!
1. It didn't fall on our roof at 3am on Friday morning. Dealing with this in the middle of the night would have been tremendously worse. Obviously darkness would have made things much more difficult, but it was also raining later that evening and there's always my biggest concern: bats.
2. It didn't happen at 9am Friday morning, either. We were home at 8pm. Any other time and we might have been at work, or out for the evening and come home to this mess, or even gone for the weekend, but we were home when it happened.
3. We had the whole weekend to deal with it. We didn't have the added stress of going to work and trying to make phone calls and arrangements with the insurance company.
4. It wasn't raining yet. The sun was still shining while the holes got covered and tarped.
5. We didn't have a houseful of company this weekend. We did not that long ago and we will soon, but this weekend it was just us.
6. Rob and Julie were home. Not only was an extra set of hands helpful, but someone not emotionally affected by several holes in the roof was also a plus. The best part? I didn't have to go on the roof!
7. We now know what it's like. Maybe that sounds irrelevant, but when you live in the woods and your home is surrounded by trees, this is bound to happen. We thought it would have happened with the dead ash we had taken down last month, but in any case, we now know that while the event itself is rather frightening, we have awesome insurance (with extra coverage for trees!) and a great agent who made the whole process simple and relatively painless.
The one thing I am NOT grateful for:
Why couldn't it have damaged the deck that so badly needs replacing!??!
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