While I'm away at conferences, that is, while I'm thousands of miles away... my husband has torn apart our house to beef up the poor insulation and put new shingles on the roof. He sent me pictures and it looks like a hurricane blew through!
The roof, opened like a can of sardines with all of the old stuff pulled out.
A new layer of some shiny stuff.
More layers of some other stuff. (If these were computer parts, I might be able to identify them.)
The bigger picture of what he's up to and yes, he has promised me that he's tied up with ropes (he used to be a rock climber) so that I won't have to come home to visit him in the hospital! One of the reasons he's doing this while I'm away is that I will be constantly freaked out to see him up on that very high and very steep roof and I probably wouldn't give him a moment's peace because of it.
