We bought a house with an unfinished basement, thinking—as I'm sure every potential homeowner does when buying a house with unfinished space—that we will magically morph into a Bob Vila/Martha Stewart hybrid and transform our blank canvas into a home-improvement, do-it-yourself masterpiece that will add endless hours of joy and togetherness to our lives and will inevitably double the value of our home when we sell it.
Two years later, we have a kid, busy work lives, and outdoor activities beckoning. Do we really have time to take Drywall 101 or learn to become plumbers and electricians, potentially flooding our home and/or electricuting ourselves in the process? I'd say if there's one thing I learned from MRGs (the Moron Roofing Guys from last November—and don't even ASK), it's that if PROFESSIONALS can't even do a job right, AIN'T NO WAY we're going to master the job.
So, I had an hour-long meeting with the first of several remodeling contractors bidding for our business. This guy's been in the biz for 25 years, his name's the business name (thanks for that tip, Mary), and he's probably someone's sweet old grandpa. He'll talk your ear off, and he'll do a solid job, I'm sure. He even acknowledged that I may pass out, or at the very least suffer severe heart palpitations and a sweaty brow, when I get the estimate. But he insisted that not every square inch of basement had to be finished at one time.
In three days, you may be hearing from me. Or you might not. That's when I'm supposed to get a copy of his estimate. I may be in the E.R.
Two years later, we have a kid, busy work lives, and outdoor activities beckoning. Do we really have time to take Drywall 101 or learn to become plumbers and electricians, potentially flooding our home and/or electricuting ourselves in the process? I'd say if there's one thing I learned from MRGs (the Moron Roofing Guys from last November—and don't even ASK), it's that if PROFESSIONALS can't even do a job right, AIN'T NO WAY we're going to master the job.
So, I had an hour-long meeting with the first of several remodeling contractors bidding for our business. This guy's been in the biz for 25 years, his name's the business name (thanks for that tip, Mary), and he's probably someone's sweet old grandpa. He'll talk your ear off, and he'll do a solid job, I'm sure. He even acknowledged that I may pass out, or at the very least suffer severe heart palpitations and a sweaty brow, when I get the estimate. But he insisted that not every square inch of basement had to be finished at one time.
In three days, you may be hearing from me. Or you might not. That's when I'm supposed to get a copy of his estimate. I may be in the E.R.
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