We had to go all the way to hell to get a contractor…
There was a comedian on Comedy Central (sorry Bub, I don’t remember your name) who made a joke about the Pearly Gates in Heaven. He said something along the lines of “Am I the only one bothered by the idea that Heaven is a gated community? Yeah, it was a big deal getting these gates in Heaven. They had to go all the way to Hell to find a contractor.”
I laughed. My husband is a contractor, but I have little doubt that should future gates be planned in Heaven, he will be close at hand to build them - once he gets there of course. (But like most contractors, he can’t promise exactly when he’ll be available.)
Seeing Claudine Jalajas’ blog called The @$#!% Extension, where she keeps an account of her home-remodeling trials and travails, gave me a glimpse of what it’s like on the other side in home-remodeling hell. I have to say, some of the trouble she’s had would infuriate me too. Her blog is good for a laugh and the pictures of her home as it is transformed are fun to see.
Since I’m having quite a bit of fun posting my own pictures here at this blog, I’ll show you the remarkable transformation on a small house my husband remodeled. These are NOT two different houses, and the pictures aren’t doctored. He’s just really good. 
(Maybe I’m biased. You can decide for yourself.)
I do realize the picture quality is terrible. Sorry. These were taken when I was clueless about megapixels.
Before
During
After
May 7th, 2008 at 6:52 am
In fact, even though there were moments where I thought very bad thoughts about my contractor Bob, he was really more on the lines of a family guest that has overstayed their welcome. He did a good job and I could trust him in my home (sorta). We need a few more things done on the house and of course, I called Bob.
Claudine