Oh Hail!

Oh hail!

One of our concerns about home ownership was hail. Last summer our house was hit by a hailstorm that severely pock-marked the fence, tore up the screens, dented the gutters, and required a new roof. 

When our house went on the market, each time it rained we held our breath. A few weekends ago as we slept soundly on the bottom floor of our four story apartment complex, our house was once again pelted with hail. Except this time it wasn't your run of the mill pea-sized hail, no it was golf ball size!

As our neighbors began to alert us through text messages and Face Book our hearts sunk as we began to pray that everything was alright. Even though, the house was under contract we were still officially its owners, and would be responsible for its repair. 

We had lived in the Frisco area for thirty-two years, and had never remembered hail so large. What were the chances? As it turned out after having the roof checked by a professional, it had sustained no damage. 

We were quite grateful, and just prayed the weather would hold for another two weeks. Of course, this was Texas, and it was spring, so again what were we thinking? We were supposed to close today, but as luck would have it we closed last Friday. Apparently, there was another hailstorm in Frisco yesterday. Luckily, it was relatively mild as hailstorms go, but I was quite relieved that the responsibility for the house was no longer ours. Haillelujah!