It was epic.
And straight out of the movies...
Kev felt that we needed to have our fireplace cleaned and inspected. Not because he just likes to come up with random things he "thinks" we need fixed on the house, but because he is proactive. And likes to prevent us from having bigger issues in the future.
At least that is what the pool guy told me when we had him come out to inspect our pump and several other whatnot types of things that he inspects on pools.
Unfortunately, I'm usually the one that meets with these "inspectors" because #1 my schedule is more flexible and #2 the schedule being flexible is really the only reason for it.
Because despite how absolutely hard I try... I can NEVER seem to remember every thing that the person has told me. EVER. I've even tried writing it down. It doesn't work. When I am not interested in something.... like pool pumps, chimneys, computers, science fiction television shows... it truly just goes in one ear and out the other.
And then Kev will have all kinds of questions for me and I will just stare at him with my eyes glazed over and ask him what he would like for me to make for dinner.
Luckily, he is usually hungry when he gets home, so it works like a charm.
But this time was different. Because I have never met a chimney sweep. And I had visions of sidewalk chalk drawings and singing and dancing and all the other kinds of merriment that comes with being a "sweep".
So, you can imagine my absolute delight when I opened my front door and a tall, thin gentleman stood there with a little soot on his nose and a hat on his head.
But it wasn't just any old hat. It was a TOP hat!
And I am totally not even joking. It was like an older version of Bert ( from picture above) dressed himself up and traveled to Gaston to make my dreams come true.
And my inner child squealed with delight! And I may have squealed out loud too. I was pretty excited.
He was one of the nicest men I have ever met. And it was probably the only time in the history of having people come out to fix things on our home that I didn't mind handing over the payment. Except for the pool guy... he is pretty cool too.
And yes, he wore his top hat the ENTIRE time that he worked with our fireplace. I spent the hour and a half he was working texting Kev about should I or should I not take his picture.
For blogging purposes, of course.
Kev thought I should. But every time I peeked around the corner with my camera... I would suddenly get shy and would run out of the room.
It was like having a celebrity in my home. Some one famous for looking like a character from one of my favorite movies.
Anyway, he did an amazing job! He not only cleaned every thing up, fixed the doors on the front, inspected it from top to bottom....
But he wrote out every thing in detail... and even left me all of this information to share with Kev....
I didn't have to remember a thing. I can't even tell you what a relief that was. It enabled my brain to think about things like cheese, yoga, and guacamole.
Just the good stuff in life.
And now I am just waiting for it to get cold again so we can enjoy our newly cleaned fire place.
Wait. Did I really just say that? I hate the cold.
But fires do make the cold bearable. And when you have fires, you need to hire a chimney sweep to clean things up.