Sisyphus calls in a pro

Today while I stood before my empty liquor cabinet, and dreading spending another day ripping canvas off the walls of the thing, the phone rang.

The good news is that it was Hugo, my drywall guy.  For small projects, I can take care of stuff.  But when it comes to ceilings, I call in the pro because I am not stupid. 

And this is where 6'10" tall Hugo comes in, and myself of Sisyphus Contracting bows out.

I had talked to Hugo about redoing the second floor hall and bathroom ceilings, because they are a 95 years old and cracked and look like bad ass.   Hugo said he could replaster (you'd have a wave instead of a crack) or he could sheet rock it over.  Hugo, besides being one hell of a nice guy, is also really affordable.  Everyone should have a Hugo.   So I opted for the drywall fix, primarily because plaster takes a really long time to dry and joint compund doesn't.  And for his trouble, Hugo is charging me $250 dollars. 

That's the good news.

The bad news is that Hugo was going to get to it starting TOMORROW at 8AM to start the job. Yikes!

So much for my plans.  As for the Liquor cabinet, its running ahead of itself, so all in all, things could have been a real clusterfuck, and they are not.

Anyway, if this is the worst thing that happens to me this week, I'm in good shape.