I had a lovely day yesterday blowing leaves, fixing siding (hmm, started getting cold), and then crawling around on my roof, cleaning gutters, freezing my fingers off in rotting vegetation and gutter water.
Hmmm.
What was my point again?
Oh yeah - just you wait. You'll find that warm Florida weather forces you to replace your rotted roof every 10 years. My mom lives near you, happens to her.
At least I hope there is a downside to justify me being here.