In addition to the Lumber Liquidators fiasco, we've run into some other *ahem* professionals that have offered up less-than-professional services.
The long and short of it is that we spent last week working with a drywall guy that seemed a bit pathological. At first, Andy was convinced that his say-one-thing-do-another mode of operating was a result of a language barrier. Leave it to Andy to give the drywall guy the benefit of the doubt. So, we switched to spanish to try to eliminate any communication barriers and Jessica stepped in to mediate conversations. Nope, language wasn't the problem. It was him. Thank goodness we were able to get him out of the house before he did any damage. But we sure didn't feel good writing him a check.
With the drywall dudes out of the picture, and the drywall patched and ready for paint, we threw on some paint samples to see what would work in the house. Most looked good, but there was one that stood out above the rest. Apparently, Larry felt similarly about the color that we tried out for the bathroom when I walked into the room to find this:
And yes, the color definitely looks like poop. Needless to say, it didn't make the final cut.
We spent all day on Friday priming the walls to prepare for our painting party this upcoming weekend.
This morning, the flooring guys are in our house working like whirling dervishes. They are buffing and refinishing the original oak floor, preserving the parquet details and patching the holes (such as the place where the fireplace lived). They'll also lay the new flooring in the bedrooms and kitchen. We could've laid the floor ourselves, but at this point we're happy to delegate some tasks, especially since it'll take them a fraction of the time and they're already in the house.
We'll spend Thursday/Friday getting ready to host a painting party for any friends that want to come and help. With a successful weekend, we can start putting our house back together next week!
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