So walls didn’t happen last Thursday, when they were supposed to start. Or Friday, when we found out they hadn’t started on Thursday. I sent an angry text to my contractor, who of course did not say a word to us about the delay, and he said tomorrow tomorrow. Whole crew. He said. They will be done in one day.
So I walked over to the house on Saturday, hoping I wasn’t catching him in another lie. The train station that lets us off right at the house is under construction until August (fun times) so the walk over is usually the same amount of time as waiting for the bus. Or at least less annoying.
As I got closer to the house, I started looking for cars I didn’t recognize on the block but it looked normal. I did hear a generator coming out of the backyard so I knew something was going on.
The door was ajar as I walked up and I could hear someone on the other side. I gave a warning knock and slowly opened the door. A man on a ladder with a drill nodded. I smiled and told him I was the owner.
The hallway walls were already up and I could hear a bunch of drills going so I walked through what was now a real doorway and saw a ton of guys working away. It was 2 pm and most of the first floor was done:
And most of the second floor:
I didn’t get a chance to see the basement because this guy was doing this:
One of the guys on the first floor asked me if I bought the house. I nodded and couldn’t help myself – I started thanking him profusely for putting up the walls.
It’s messy right now, lots of trash, he said.
Oh you should have seen the place when we first bought it. Trash bags, needles, rats, everything!
I nodded. You guys are working really fast!
You think this is fast? He laughed.
Yeah, so much is done already!
We want to finish today.
Wow that would be awesome.
I think we can do it. This place is going to be really nice once you fix it up. Probably one more month.
Ha, finally a real timeline estimate. I pulled out my phone and pulled up the before pictures blog entry to show him what it looked like before we cleaned it out.
Wow, he said.
Yeah, so seriously, thank you so so much for doing this. Thank you.
I told him I was going to walk around and take more pictures before I left.
There were guys working on every floor. Every floor. It was awesome to see. There were guys assigned to ceilings, guys spotting each other on ladders, and guys helping each other hold up large pieces of wall.
Now I see where these time estimates get it wrong. The actual amount of time it can take for people to get something done is relatively short. These guys finished most of the work in one day and had to come back just to touch a few things up.
The reason it takes three times as long to actually finish something is all the bullshit in between. Case in point – we talked to our contractor on Sunday, who said the spackle guys can’t come until Tuesday and he had a bunch of stuff to clean up anyway.
Yesterday, I text him to confirm the day the spackle guy is coming and now they are coming on Wednesday and our contractor isn’t going to start cleaning stuff out until Tuesday (other lesson learned – I have to text my contractor every day and multiple times a day to get him to tell me anything, literally anything).
So today I hound text him all day until he finally confirms that the spackle guy is, in fact, coming on Wednesday.
I’ll believe it when I see it.