The town where I work is having their Harvest Fair tomorrow and my boss sent out one final text to try to guilt us into going. The hospital has a booth every year, but none of us ever want to go. For me, weekends are the only time I get to do any projects around the house and this weekend we're working on my rotting garage roof. Can't guilt me, lady.
This is what the bad spot looks like after my boyfriend ripped the shingles off. We're just cutting out the worst spots and putting thick plywood in the holes. Times like this I wish my dad was still with us for guidance. He'd be proud of the attempt though.
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@sarcasmsign after patching (assuming the rafters below are not water damaged) maybe cover the whole roof in tar paper then shingle it?.
@NorthernInvader The rafters are solid as rocks, so at least whoever built the garage knew their stuff. We're doing the nice underlayment stuff and then shingles but it'll be a baby steps weekend at a time kinda project because of our different work schedules.