Welcome to my Lessons learned from remodeling journal. I thought it would be fun and instructive to share our remodeling journey week by week. I hope you can learn from what we do right- and more importantly from what we mess up!
Lessons Learned from Remodeling: Get some help from your friends.
Progress! I can’t thank you guys enough for your sage advice about the hiring process. After (per your advice) more vetting and three more home visits to clarify the scope, we just hired Busy Guy. His candor about the timeline carried over into other aspects of the project and won the day. I still cry a little about not hiring sell-my-kidney-to-afford guy (75% above budget), but his bid came back at kidney + spleen (150% above budget) before we even began work. I just don’t have that many organs left over to sell. Even with busy guy we are going about 50% over our starting budget before we even begin.
Lessons Learned from Remodeling: Pods are worth every penny.
Pods aren’t cheap: this behemoth in my driveway is $250/month +$200 delivery to and fro. However, having the Pod here announces to the world “remodeling!” and helps keep
us me focused. I’ve sent out 16 give back boxes in the last week and have another truck doing a pickup in a week. The Deal Kids are also on board the purge train- Deal Dad not so much…see below.
Lessons Learned from Remodeling: Remodeling can feel like pregnancy.
Like pregnancy, one partner could end up being “remodeled” 24 hours a day and the other might focus on the more fun parts like choosing drawer pulls. If both work outside the house I’d guess it’s whoever has a better sense of organization. When one works from home it’s going to default to that person, and I’m guessing that person is most likely the wife/mom to be.
I’m not meaning to throw Deal Dad (completely) under the bus but I’m seriously in the trenches every minute packing, planning and navigating vendors. Because of his job Deal Dad just isn’t in the weeds- division of labor, I get it. However, it causes a real disconnect. Case in point: a few days ago he asked me a random question about the bedroom closets. At that moment I felt as if I were six weeks pregnant, rife with morning sickness, while Deal Dad stood over me in the bathroom asking about which colleges our kid might visit. Not even CLOSE to thinking about your @#$#@! closet, dude.
All in all I talked to over fifteen contractors and had six in the house. I’m feeling good about choosing a contractor but also am in need of a drink after writing a five digit check. I’m grateful remodeling does not share abstinence with pregnancy.
Lessons Learned from Remodeling: Stock up on scotch.
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