Friday we'd had enough with the initial contractor never contacting us so the Mr called and left a message saying if he didn't get a call back that day then forget it. In the meantime, we both began looking elsewhere. A place had an appointment in our area and said they could come out that day. The original guy got back to us and left a message. Well, we weren't calling him back until we talked to the other contractor. So the woman came out and looked at it and quoted us the same price as the original contractor and said she could have her son come out this Thursday or Friday depending on their permit situation with another job. Sold. We called back and left a message saying we wouldn't be needing him for the fence anymore as we told him several times we were on a deadline with that but if he could still do the floors the 30th as he said in his message and we'd like a confirmation on that. We still haven't heard from him on that confirmation so the Mr said we'll just see if someone shows up the 30th. I'm ready to do it ourselves despite the Mr's look of paleness that comes over him when I say that. Maybe I'll just do it myself and screw all y'all men. Mama is DONE with this crap and the day he's scheduled to do it, Aunt Flo will be firmly in town and I don't know if I'll be able to keep my mouth contained.
The Mr told the fence lady we had to paint and she suggested due to all of the algae that we really should power wash it. That was a cluster of such gargantuan proportions I can't even talk about it and some of it was due to common sense precautions not being taken. From the renting/loading of the machine to the actual wash to the hellacious aftermath. Please do yourself a favor and make sure your beloved has tarped everything first. That's about all I have to say about that. *side eye*
Then there's the basement which is in the "worse before it gets better" stage. I've got two small bags ready to donate and need a box or something like that to put more crap in. I planned on working on it yesterday but we had to finish our grocery haul, got in a 3-mile walk in the blazing heat and then it was time to grill up some chow.
Turkey burger with caramelized onion topped with arugula, spinach and watercress and corn on the cob. We were both so zapped from the walk, we could feel our energy slowly returning after dinner.
I hope all of you dad's out there enjoyed your day and you didn't get lame gifts. The Mr always comments on how the dude's get the shaft for Father's Day and I tend to agree. If the stores are any indicator, apparently you guys are all a bunch of drunk grillers! HA!
What did y'all get into this weekend?
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Lessons were learned for sure. Heed that advice, put drop clothes, like, everywhere if you ever power wash something! Nothing worse than having to clean up bits and pieces of power washed paint chips all over your patio, patio furniture, lawn and neighbors lawns too!
ReplyDeleteTotally agree on the Father's Day front and the lack of hoopla over it. Men due get screwed on that day for sure. Weekend was a good one. Grocery shopped Saturday and got the laundry done. Sunday was gorgeous out so went on two long country drives, mowed the lawn, and enjoyed a lot of time on the deck. Did some weeding and pruning in the garden and trees out front. I have windows open as I sit typing this and boy, does that feel good after two weeks in the 90's. The pooches will want to be outside today and won't look like they're dragging. LOL
ReplyDeleteThe weekend was an okay one. Like you I played with a power washer. I was spraying down my decks and it became very clear that the back deck needs some more love than just a new coat of paint. I'll be searching for a contractor now for quotes to either fix or replace.
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