Thursday, May 3, 2012

Whiter Walls.

Well, as luck may have it, I am moving to a new house. Yes, I did just move into this one slightly over 90 days ago, but the owner found a buyer and the buyer wants to live in the house. I would say boo, but I secretly hate this house. The water issue, I had at first, put a bad taste in my mouth; not to mention the other hundred issues I have faced since living here.

So I was lucky enough to get a do over. The only unfortunate thing, like all things in Ghana, is that you always are expected to put a certain amount of work in. With this house, it was the walls. The owner failed to use water cement when building so moisture was trapped in the cement, making it impossible to have a decent paint job. So I decided to fix two of the walls in the greatest need and leave the others for another time. After all, I am still adjusting to the fact that someone expects me to add valuable work to their property...still lost on that one.

Fortunately for me, I actually know people in this neighborhood; one, of whom, is a mason. So he came over we discussed the work and set the price. The next morning, I met his worker at the house and showed him what needed to be done and left to attend to some business.

Now, like with most carpenters and handymen, it is essential that you keep an eye on them. Therefore I returned, about 3 hours later, only to find every wall, with even the smallest water stain, chiseled out ready to be re-cemented. Yes, I said every wall. I would have acted a straight ass on the mason, but we know each other and it might have made future social situations awkward. So after the worker confirmed I had instructed him to do only two rooms, the mason conceded and we agreed I would pay the same price for all the work. So, in the end, we both left happy. Ok, I am lying, I was probably happier than he was, but , hey, at least I wont be giving him shady eyes and talking smack about his work over the punchbowl at the next party. So what is the lesson learned from this? Sometimes the best blessings come in the form of misunderstandings, because I just won the handyman lottery!!

Until Next Time. Smooches.

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