“I quit, I’m over it!”
Seriously, that’s the call I received yesterday at 5pm, 2 days before the job was to be done! It was the painter/handyman/landscaper I hired to get the house ready to sell.
So not only is my dad here making lists of all the things (expenses) that need to be done to put the house on the market, but the contractor I hired to do the bulk of it quit.
I don’t know if there was an exchange between them or if he is just exhausted, but now it’s a mess. Nothing is complete, shelving and lights have been taken down, the paint that was put up is 1) the wrong color and 2) splotchy.
And on top of that I had paid him more than half of the agreed upon amount up front…
Needless to say I’m stressed, stressed over the money, stressed over the work and even more stressed over my dad being here to witness it. I so wanted him to be proud of me, to come and have so little to do that we could put the house on the market.
So on the good side, we are settled in, the apartment is tiny and cozy and all the kids seem to be settling in okay. I will post more on that later, but today, have to help figure a way to get out of the mess we are now in with the house.