Wednesday, August 08, 2007

And So It Begins

We met with a general contractor yesterday evening. Which means that we have hired a professional and that the re-model project I started way back in 2005 will likely see completion Real Soon Now™.

Why, you may ask, has it taken so long? Coming up on two years that we have lived with the basement and half the living room torn up. You’d think that would have been motivation to get it done, but you’d also be under-estimating how much I end up sucking at re-modeling type projects.

Well, you can ask about the reasons why, but I’m in charge around here, and I’m not saying.

OK, I’ll spill. This is the short answer: The nature of the project expanded beyond my capabilities to finish the project. So we got a little stuck. No money to hire someone to finish the house the way we wanted and no know-how (or gumption, mustn’t forget my lack of gumption) to finish it by myself. The long answer involves delving deeply into our shady finances, off-shore accounts and a dead parakeet named Willy who left me a tidy sum in his will, but I had dig the booty out of a beach in Barbados, and I really didn’t want to go down there for any reason, given how easily I burn when exposed to the sun for any length of time. In other words, I’m not talking about our finances.

Anyway, we found a contractor we like and trust and we are beginning to move forward. I’ll be documenting a few of the major milestones here. It’ll be awesome, you as a reader can comment on our choices of wall colors and just what are we thinking putting that stuff on the countertops?! (We are doing cement countertops, they will either be totally awesome or a complete disaster, I’m convinced there will be no middle ground on them). Because you know, on the Internet, it’s fun to criticize other people! And if any of your are in the greater Salt Lake Valley and would like to take out your frustrations and wield a crowbar, I’m accepting volunteers to help me take out some interior walls. Actually, I should charge for that. If anyone in the Greater Salt Lake Area wants to release some pent up frustration and swing a crowbar around and knock out some walls in the process, drop me a line and I’ll get you a rate sheet. We have plenty of crowbars and plenty of time slots available.

Again, anyway, I just wrote a very large check to a very handy fellow, while Reha read over the Remodeling Contract. Did my hand shake while I filled out the check? Well, I’ll just say this, I had to make out the check twice, the first one was un-cashable.

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