I have mentioned before how renovations at the HbH household take time, lots and lots of time. They usually consist of numerous trips to Beaver Lumber (no longer in business), Revelstoke (no longer in business), Totem Building Supplies (no longer in business), Home Depot, Windsor Plywood, Rona or Canadian Tire. Sometimes the purchases are used right away, or at least as close to right away as you can get between other trips to home improvement stores gathering other forgotten supplies. When this happens it means that the job is in progress and there is actually some hope of it being finished in the foreseeable future. This is a good thing for family harmony, the retail economy and the energy industry that supplies the gas for the many, many trips to the store.
Sometimes we get ahead of ourselves and buy stuff for jobs that we haven’t started yet. This is a practice that should be avoided, because these items usually end up stacked against the basement wall, gathering dust for months, years or even decades.
But the days of Renovation Procrastination are over. We are selling the house. We’ve hired a guy!
Now I know hiring a contractor is something many of you have done for years. But it’s a first for the HbH family. I had no idea that this is how other people lived. You call a guy, he gives you a quote and he does the work. If he can’t do it himself, he hires someone who can. He cleans up as he works. (I must admit my eyes are getting a little teary right now…)
This isn’ t someone’s relative who may be able to sort of do some the job but works at a snail’s pace and complains about everything. This isn’t a helpful neighbour who’s capable but, together with Mr. HbH, goes through copious amounts of beer with each step of the job. This isn’t some down-on-his luck person that needs a break and kind of knows what to do–our guy is a professional
Why didn’t I know about this before?
Oh I remember, Mr. HbH comes from a construction background where it’s frowned upon not to do the work yourself if you’re able. Even if it takes a really, really long time…
Screw that (both in the fastener and other sense)! From now on we’re hiring The Guy.
He’s just putting the final touches on our seven year bathroom renovation project. It has taken him a couple of days and he’s getting close to being done. (Oops, more tears.)
This new-found awareness of how other people renovate has also made me a better person. For instance, years ago I judged very harshly a woman who left her husband and children for a tile man who was doing some work in her home. Now I have a better understanding of how such a thing might happen. I must admit I’m a little in love with our tile setter and I’ve never even met him.
There’s no fear of me leaving the HbH household though, because I plan on spending most of my time taking bubble baths in the basement.