I've been postint on other's threads about the "fireplace debacle".lol. I contacted our original C on Friday as my H said he would continue to see him--he "liked him a lot" were his words and not mine.
So on Monday the C calls back and tells me he can see us at 4. I call him back and let him knw my H is on the trip that they planned and we spoke of (I was supposed to get my own trip--never happened) Told the C it was just me, so we'd have to come in the following Monday.
He asked how things were going and I have been SO distraught--I said "terrible", and that he didn't want to see a weepy mess so it was best to come in next week. He said "come in--I want to talk to you." I told him I had lost my part-time job and didn't have money and he said "come in anyway, pay what you can".
So I went. Told him I'd done EVERYTHING he had told me to do. Told him how my H had done nothing, so I did the next thing the C had said and did the things on HIS list. (Prioritize the projects and get 3 estimates for each). That still, things were awful.
And that he had not touched me for 5 months. The C said "that is emotional abuse". I'm like--yeah, I already knew that--WHAT am I supposed to do??
He asked me what the first thing on the list was and I said "remove the fireplace--and I just want to rip it out with my bare hands" (now, originally I fought my H on this one--it is probably a $8000 fireplace but it takes up 1/3 of our living room and H despised it.) So techincally, it is not a project that "I" wanted.
The C said "do it". I was like...really? I am getting permission to do this??
I felt a tickle in the bottom of my gut--it rippled upward and I started LAUGHING like a HYENA!! I couldn't help myself--I was saying "I LOVE YOU!!
I left giggling my head off. Wow--that felt amazing.
So, I borrowed a sledgehammer from the neighbor and me and the little Russian wailed away at that thing and then it was like--yikes!! this is work!!!
So the next day I got a family friend to remove it. There is nothing there as I write this. And the person that removed it said we did the right thing. And neighbors have stopped by to admire it and said we did the right thing.
Now my strategy tomorrow is to telll my husband he loves it (no "hoping")and point out how HARD I worked on this--I have been cleaning up the mess as this guy goes along and I am not BELIEVING the dust. I think if I had known this in the beginning I wouldn't have done it!lol.
