Many things begin as a tiny period and then grow into exclamation points. Most of us occasionally make tiny innocuous statements that acquire lives of their own.
Such thoughts of mine tend to be about trips to new places. The mental snowball begins rolling when I offhandedly mention something like, “You know, maybe we should think about going to … .” By the time I start checking prices and schedules, it can start an avalanche.
The idea balloons my wife Ann float generally involve some sort of construction or landscaping around the house. And so it was last week when she mentioned, “We should get that storage room door fixed.”
By “fixed” she meant replaced. When we had the addition built onto our house, it included a storage area off the patio for rakes, shovels, hoses and whatever else we could jam in.
For some unfathomable reason, the builders made the door open inward. That meant anytime we went into the storeroom it was half full of door. It made no sense.
I subscribe to the “happy wife, happy life” philosophy of marriage, so as Captain Picard likes to command, I took steps to “make it so.” To that end I called my regular construction guy, which brings me to the core of this column.
Every now and then I run into folks in the trades who do especially noteworthy work. A year or so ago I mentioned a particular painter in the vein.
Well, this column’s focus is Francisco Ruiz. I’ve know “Fran” for a bunch of years, and during that time he’s done projects for me big and small and done them all extremely well.
Of course I called him for this door thing. He looked it over and gave us an estimate. I agreed and asked him to do it at his earliest convenience.
Skip Waters finally gave us a weather window so he and his crew got to work on the new door and casing. Before they got there, Ann had asked me another of those little rhetorical questions wives are famous for.
“Do you think we should have him put in some storeroom shelves while his people are here?” Oh yeah. Was there ever any doubt?
Later that day after the job was completed Ann was happy, happy, happy about her new door and shelving. And just as important, the area in and around the storage room was absolutely void of residue from the project.
Francisco has always given efficient quality work, but his crew’s most unique trait is cleanliness. Whatever job they do, they leave no trash behind.
Even when they replaced my roof, the yard ended up cleaned of all shingle fragments and nails. I don’t intend this to be an infomercial about my construction guy, but I appreciate the work he does and how he does it and could think of no better place to mention it than on this page.
The game continues. Last night during dinner conversation, Ann offhandedly mentioned that those new Jeep SUVs look really nice.
Otis Gardner’s column appears here weekly. He can be reached at email@example.com.