First meeting with the designer

We spoke to our draftsman last Saturday.  He brought along some of his work so we could see what he’s done.

 

This guy’s good.

 

He’s obviously in love with what he does; he grew extremely exited over the “potentials” of the property and he started scratching some lines on paper while he was sitting there.  This wasn’t to show us or to impress us; this is just how the man thinks.

 

What finally sold me, I think, is something he said that first upset me.  I had mentioned that I would do the flooring, the drywall, the paint, the fixtures, and so on.  His concern about that was if I did take that part on, I might not be willing to complete it in a timely manner.

 

I was put off by this to say the least.  This is MY house, and if I decide to live in a hollow, unfinished room with exposed 2x4s and a single slab of cement – then that’s MY business!  Who was he to dictate “timely” completion to me?  Who’s hiring who?!

 

It finally dawned on me that this is HIS house.  If he’s taking on this project, until it’s complete this is his house, his progress, and his “baby”.  That is exactly the sort of person in whose hands you want to place your equity.  If he’s that concerned about me keeping up my end of the expansion, he’s going to be even MORE committed about his.

 

His idea is to start with EVERYTING and pair down from there.  What you want vs. what you can afford. He has a brilliant sense of space and a very keen eye.  I got excited about this all over again while speaking to him.  

 

I talk to the loan company this evening.  I wonder if my excitement will begin to wane. 

 

We have a start date for 2 weeks.  That’s when he begins the measuring and the designing.

 

Gak.