Monday, April 9, 2018

"Exaggerating? Honey, We're Living in A Swiss Cheese with A Door."

For the first time in our married life: A homeowner’s insurance claim.

Not really all that excited about it, as we don’t know what it’ll do to our premiums. But nevertheless . . .

Saturday, we had a rather nasty hailstorm, which pelted the neighborhood with stones larger than a quarter. You can drive through the neighborhood and see most every house with shattered and broken siding, and quite a few fences that look like they were the victim of a target-shoot.

The siding on the back of the house took more than a dozen hits. We were lucky we didn’t lose any windows, and frankly I’m shocked that we didn’t as those stones were hitting hard and fast. I was expecting this to happen to me at any time:



We’ve talked to the insurance company and will have an adjustor call or most likely come out hopefully this week, though they said they’d received a lot of calls and were pretty busy at the moment. That doesn’t bode well for getting the work done, so we’ll see what happens. Maybe I’ll get lucky and they’ll let me do the work.

I won’t hold my breath on that last one, that’s for sure.

I still need to check the roof – the house is so tall the roof is really hard to see from the back yard. I may have to vault the fence and get a pair of binoculars out.

Ironically, we had Blue Raven solar look at the roof as part of their pre-install inspection, and they saw no problems. Might have to double check what’s going on up there before they put the solar panels in.

It could have been a lot worse. The storm actually started out as a tornado warning, as folks had spotted funnel clouds west of town as the storm rolled in. By the time it got to us, it was just a severe thunderstorm. It was plenty scary without the twisters.


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