The roof of our front porch has been sagging in the middle for a couple of years now. Here, Robert digs out the rotten wood.
He's replaced a couple of beams, a lot of pieces of wood, and re-roofed that section and half of the main roof.
The crooked house is becoming slightly less crooked, or at least the front of it is. To the tune of a two-week family vacation in Disney World. (I am less upset if I imagine giving up a Disney vacation than, say, one in Europe.)