Roofer Madness

You'll recall my earlier mention of getting a new roof -- and yes, that was early May and early June.  From the first week of June on, the roofer kept telling us the roof would probably go on "next week," and "next week" kept sliding on into the future as time went by.  The thing is, we decided to go ahead and pay the difference to get the new "green" roof with the Energy Star rating and the radiant barrier, as long as the insurance company was paying for the plain-Jane roof.  Apparently, they don't keep the fancy Energy Star shingles on hand; they manufacture them when the order is placed (or so our roofer tells us).  So we waited and waited and waited until they got our roofing material custom-made. 

Finally, two weeks ago, the roofer calls us triumphantly and tells us the roof will be installed July 26th -- which is our wedding anniversary.  By this time, I just want to get the thing put on and am afraid if I ask for a new date, it will be fall before it gets done.  So they delivered the material today, which is now sitting out in the driveway, and are to put the roof on tomorrow.  They say we don't have to be here, which is good, because Tommy and I are planning to go out; my mom will stay here with the kids and deal with the banging and the workmen.  I'm just hoping they can get it done in one day, which was the original promise they've already started to hedge on (because, you know, it's a special-order roof so it might be more complicated to install than an ordinary roof).  Wednesday is the day for the cleaners to come, and I don't know if they'd want to navigate a yard full of workmen.