Here I am consulting on multi-million dollar capital programs, and I can't get a competent contractor to work on my house. Or so it seems.
The house is old - 98 years, but its 'bones' are good. It's the other things that are creaking, or even missing. Getting concrete into the original dirt basement was a hilarious boondoggle. Most recently, the vitrified clap pipe sewer line gave up. Now I'm into the second contractor to restore the torn up bluestone walkway. Wish me luck.
Luck is what it seems to take. Even the big CM's tell me they have trouble finding residential contractors who will call them back. Actually showing up is an uncommon bonus. How could this possibly be? It's simply not conceivable that they're too busy in this economy. Maybe it's me.
In any event, Angie seems to have much to offer the hapless homeowner. I haven't sprung just yet, still relying on my 'poor boy' network. How 'bout you? Is salvation there just for the asking?
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