The plumber finally came, and went, and if you keep your fingers crossed, he may come again. Seriously, plumbers have a REALLY bad reputation much to my delight ours broke that mold. I was all set to do battle but there was none to be had, reasonable, punctual, a really nice guy. Plumbing was one of two things that's on the list of things we don't do ourselves.
He roughed in the new kitchen feeds and drain where it needed to go. The only down side to it was he had to take away the old plumbing. Meaning the 2x4-hillbilly-beer-bong that I had rigged up in the kitchen as a sink is now sadly gone <cough>. Meaning, we have no kitchen sink... again. The good news is the only thing that we are waiting for is ourselves. The plumber was the only hurdle to get over and then the rest was us.
Of course that hadn't always been the case. After the plumber came we were then going to bring in the drywall finish guy we've used a couple of times immediately ther after. Thus bringing us to the other item on the list of things we don't do ourselves. Turns out we couldn't get in touch with him and we needed to get this done to stay on schedule.
I say "on schedule" like there's some sort of client deadline I have to meet. The truth of the matter is Michael's family is coming to visit the second weekend in February and we know where we'd like the kitchen to be (not that it would be a hassle for them either way). We've used the little deadlines in the past to get a big flurry of stuff done why should this time be any different.
<non sequitur>Lately I've begun to pretend that I am a project manager on a design/build job when I talk to anbody about supplies or fixtures. Somehow if I pretend there's some vague "other" out there I'm trying to please they give me a lot less hassle and a lot better advice. Or, it allows me yet another fantasy diversion to play around in for a moment. </non sequitur>
To stay on schedule we needed the work to get done this week so we can tile next weekend. Mark another one off the list of things we don't do. We're taping and sealing the walls. The photo you see is after the base "tape" coat. There will be two more, fill and feather, after that it will be primed. I'm always amazed at how shockingly bad it looks after the first coat. So far I think our work is on par with the the guy we normally use. We'll see when we get a little later in the week if I'm singing the same tune.
Both of us have done finish drywall work before but, as it is one of those things that is a touch skill thing, something neither of us particularly wanted to whet back into shape. After a few hours of installing and filling corner bead, I gotta say, it's not that bad. I kinda like it. Micahel on the other hand is the master of the seam, has technique is so strong that he earn's the right to do the two remaining coats as a solo performance... ok that was blatantly Tom Sawyer'y of me.
The plan is to do a step a night this week so that by the weekend we can begin to paint and tile. I have a little time lapse sequence I'm planning in my head. Here's hoping it will make it to the animated gif I want it to be.
admission 2
excellent point about the unseen cost of cheap labor, ms. peasy. everything has a price, even the things we don't pay for. no idea why our sheetrock guy came so cheap, and other than quality, don't know else wasn't getting paid for. can't remember if we mentioned that he called us once to thank us for the referrals and good references (we took calls from at least two people asking our opinion of him -- had all good things to say about him, and don't be afraid to tell him the jobs not yet done), then offered us a job for free. what? we didn't have any work for him at the time, but it still makes me wonder if we didn't dodge a bullet.
there's another anything you pay for: a sense of well-being as you let uncounted strangers in and out of your home for unsupervised hours. how much does trust cost? can it be bought? is it like paying for quality? we assume the more expensive product, whether person, place or thing, is better. this guy costs so little there must be something wrong. somehow damaged. perhaps he's desperate. reformed ex-con? recovered addict? bad businessman?
what are we charging ourselves by not investing in each other?
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