Roofies

Tomorrow - or maybe Wednesday - should be the end of the Great Post-Hail Roofing Project on our townhouse. The crew started at some indeterminate point last week. They put all kinds of materials up there on Monday, but there wasn't a lot of roofingesque noise until Thursday or so. Anyhow, it looks like they're on the verge of being done: our roof is shingled again, there are scraps of tar paper and shingle wrappers all over, and tonight our driveway had a big dumpster sitting in it. For me, the weirdest moment occurred this afternoon, when I walked upstairs, turned down the hall, and looked right into the face of one of the roofers, standing not ten feet away on the roof outside our guest-room window. He was exactly one week late to yell, "Trick or treat!"