I am excited to announce that Santa brought me a hole for Christmas! As recently as 6 weeks ago I would have assumed our project wasn’t starting until spring. And late spring at that. In our desperate (too dramatic? nah.) search for a contractor we quickly learned that we should have started our search months prior. (I mean, what were we thinking moving when we did and all. And then finalizing our plans and rounding up those pesky architectural drawings. Oh and silly us for getting zoning approval before starting. [Eye roll.])
Every single contractor we talked to, and there were many, told us, “oh well you should have done all of this sooner – we’re booked until spring,” or, “we can’t dig a foundation in the middle of January” (it was September), or my personal favorite, “I just don’t know when we can get to this.” I’m sorry, you don’t KNOW?!
As I’ve mentioned, contractors aren’t my favorite, but I want so badly to find one that is wonderful and I can do lots of great projects with. I guess true love is hard to find. But, I digress… in any case, the future was looking grim.
That was until I met Adam. It still seems early to call whether he’s the contractor I’ve been waiting for all this time, but when we signed on the dotted line a few weeks ago he said he could start before winter, and that was all I needed to hear.
So on December 12th Ian and I sat in our dining room anxiously awaiting the arrival of ‘the crew,’ ready to shake hands and write the first of many giant checks. Mid-December is a bit late to start a project like this especially since the ground would soon be freezing and we were building a new foundation, but everyone believed it could be done. And so, as I sit here today, listening to them install the subfloor outside of my kitchen, I’m happy to say that the new foundation is in place, inspected and ready to support the most fun parts of our project!