I bet Sol's ex is actually a pretty cool gal... She put up with him for many years after all
I can only imagine the frustration dude. I like the idea of putting a value on the damage and taking it out of her cut. I hope I never get divorced and have to deal with crap like this...
Neal

She would still be putting up with me if I hadn't pulled the plug and asked for a divorce. She is pretty cool, or at least can be at times. I married the woman, after all. That is what makes this suck so bad.

She says she will take care of getting the damage fixed and pay for it herself. That isn't much consolation for me, as I am currently in the process of trying to finish what the dog seems intent on chewing up so we can sell the damn place and move on with our lives. I don't for one second believe she got the dog to piss me off, and if it was a well manered dog I could care less. I'm just frustrated with her ability to make rational decisions in general, and in particular in the pet department. A Labradoodle? Who gets a Labradoodle? And who keeps it when it's tearing shi% up in the house? Give me a fuc%ing break.

Buying the parriot was a "bad" decision and it was a MAJOR factor in pushing me over the edge in asking for a divorce and wanting the hell out of the house. The fact she got rid of it after I left says volumes about her if you know her like I do, and she doesn't see it. Makes me sad.

I can't be around people that do not see things the way I do, and that includes my friends. I've got the best friends in the world because I say what I think, and the dicks or whathaveyous that can't deal with it or hang get weeded out. It's my process. The binding affect of the marriage licence didn't allow that to occur in my relationship with my wife as we grew and matured over time. In that respect I think marriage in general is a flawed concept in human relations.

When she was a pup, our dog ate a recliner, a couch, and a pair of my slippers.

You know why puppies are cute? Because they HAVE to be. Otherwise there'd be puppy carcasses scattered all over the country side.

Labradoodle pups AREN'T cute, bro.

BTW: I wouldn't tollerate that dog of yours, either. I've been to your house once, and watching you raunning around in the neighborhood at O'dark thirty in the morning calling it because it ran off is only one of many reasons why.

Yup, and children are sooooo the same! Just the other night I went lookin for the bottle of scotch (Highlander) that my brother brought back from Scotland for me. I couldn't find it for the life of me. I'm tryin ta remember when the hell I drank a bottle scotch, then my son shows up from school (CW) so I ask him if he's seen it, "OH ya, me and the buddies put that down" he say's. He got ANOTHER quick lesson about stayin the f^#% outa my booze!

"quick lesson about stayin the f^#% outa my booze"
I know that one! I had to have that conversation with my two sons more than once also. First it was my last beer but then I had a 1/2 gallon of Don Quixote rum that disappeared. That did it. I took their car keys and made them ride the bus to high school for a few days. Humbled them right out.
Our adopted son still tells people about the first thing I ever said to him was "Stay the f*ck outta my shiat!"
He was one of those kids that had to pull, push, open and generally mess with everything. Given his background before he was part of our family I'd guess it was just for attention. He sure got attention from me until he realized he was accepted.

Sol - maybe having someone come in a finish up the work for you might be better. Working full time plus working on the house is hard timewise. Given the length of time properties are on the market these days, you may want to get the process started before all the work is finished. Our market hasn't dropped to the extent of others but it's still a lot slower than it was. 4 - 6 months or more is not unusual now days although waterfront is less affected. The money you pay to somebody to do it may be made up by savings on holding costs prior to marketing.

And I, being the decent kind of guy I am, wouldn't ask you to. The dog's a pain in the ass, but if that was grounds for getting kicked to the curb, I'd be sitting on the curb for the last 30 years.

The fact that you tolerate ME is really enough anyway.

Funny you should suggest that. I had Bucket come over to give me an "estimate," and he gave me an enema, instead. $13,000 to do $7,000 worth of work. I'm genetically incapable of being stupid, so I told him to piss off. I heard tale of my boss telling someone I can do the work of two men in half the time and I suspect he's right. I'm my own victim in that respect.

$6,000 diference which is $3,000. each side. Waiting may cost you more than that in carrying costs during the time on the house in the market.
That's not counting wear and tear on the nerves, an example of which is the reason for your original post.
Just a thought.........

I'm almost done at this point. I've got two bathrooms to tile and install vanitys/granite in and I'll be finished, probably by the middle of Jan. I doubt I could get a reputable contractor with a backlog in and out of there faster than that anyways.

And who gave you the $7,000.00 estimate? If I remember correctly the $7,000 was YOUR estimate. How long have you been in business? What experiance do you have running a business? Do you have a clue as to what it costs to employ someone (above and beyond their pay rate)? Do you have a clue what commercial insurance costs? Do you have a clue what health insurance costs these days?

Get another estimate from a reputable contractor, then slam me on the internet! Hey why dont ya call that contractor that just got busted for fraud, he'll probable be needin the work!

Stuck a nerve?

Nice. Bucket's 1,000 post was a slam-o-la on Sol! Good use of post # 1,000




PS. No one is gonna care if Sol's post # 6,348 is a counter slam-o-la against Parker, so don't even bother!



PPS. Dude, you got hosed. Your situation is so FUBAR that even *I* can't come up with any sound advice for you. A dog. Jebus H. Christo!

I have never had a bad dog. Never. They learn who the alpha's are right up front. They learn that obeying rules gets you spoiled silly and breaking rules keeps you in the dog house forever...

And who on earth goes off to work leaving a puppy unattended and un-crated? Sol's soon to be ex might be cool, but she isn't the brightest lantern in the barn apparently.

DUH!

Oh, and BTW Parker. You have freakin CATS as pets. CATS!

I wish she would have waited to buy a damn dog until after our court date and after the house was sold so I didn't have to deal with any of this shi%, which is precicely why I told her I didn't want a dog in the first place. If I'm correct, and I usually am, she'll wait until she get her own place and the dog starts distroying shi% that she cares about, or taking care of it will get in the way of her next passion and she'll get rid of it a year or so from now.

What really bugs me is what kind of message the kids are deriving with this pet rotation program BS: many cats, gerbals, hamsters, a parriot and now a dog, not to mention a failed marriage. It would seem to me at a time in a kids life where self-esteem is being developed, that involving them in one failure after another would be detrimental. It breaks my heart to witness.

P.S. Court date is set for February 12th. House goes on the market February 1st. We'll probably end up sitting on it for 6 months to a year the way the market is right now. Wish for the best, I could use some good karma.

Thats the pits to finally get your house finished and not be able to enjoy it.

Dude, you have no idea. In 1992 I started building what most would consider to be the house of a lifetime. It was a timber framed Alaskan Challet with 35 foot cathedral ceiling, all exposed timbers and car decking. It took me a year to build a 3.5' x 9' x 35' russian fireplace up through the middle of it that weighed in excess of 100-tons. The stair treads and bar top were solid 4-inch thick maple plank I cut and milled myself. The list goes on. I built it with cash. It was payed for. Then I met her and got married. For years all I heard was how much she hated living there, so I figured what the hell, I'm not about where I live, I'm about being outdoors and enjoying life, so we sold the place to buy waterfront, which was "her" dream. Now, after two years of remodeling we're through as a couple, and my half of the equity is barely enough to buy a $170,000 doublewide on a lot somewhere to live out the rest of my days.

Life sucks monster dog coc%, sometimes, bro.

That sucks.