Fired the Handyman

Yesterday, after talking to my husband about the handyman, I called the realtor.  Had to tell him that we both had a lot of reservations about his handyman.  He said that he was a good guy and was he planning on coming by that morning but the final decision on using him to do the work was up to me.  He said the guy gave him an excuse of some sort of emergency which is why he didn’t show up or answer his phone the other day. 

Around lunch time I took a break from the painting and sat down on the stairs to grab a bite to eat.  Looking outside the front window, I watched the handyman’s truck pull up.  He pulls up to the curb in front of the house next door and sits there for a good five minutes (had a watch and timed him).  Nobody leaves the truck or moves a window.  It just sits there.  Then he drives away.  Odd, but am quite frankly at that point in time I am too busy to really even care. 

That evening, his helper that was with him when he first came over, comes by and tells me that he has my glass for the windows in the back of his car but needed to be paid first.  I told him that I wasn’t the one that hired him and that the realtor already has the funds to make payments.  He was very upset, and very jittery.  I told him that I was sorry he was having problems with his guy, but I was not the person he needed to talk to.  He got more upset.  This next morning I called the realtor and told him about the visit last night and about his guy never coming to the door.  Told him to please tell his guy to never come to the door and I would find my own handyman.

By now, the upstairs is clean (ish) and painted and ready to show.  My back and feet and hands are so sore, but at least those rooms are presentable.  Just need to clean the upstairs windows and the carpet and it’s ready to go.  Also need to start asking around for a handyman.