Three years ago...
"Aaron, we need to have that locust tree in the back cut down. Dead branches are hanging over the house and the tree is dying."
"That tree's not dead! It's fine!"
Two years ago...
"Aaron, the locust tree is dying. We need to get it cut down before it falls on the house."
"Stop being a drama queen! It's fine! It has leaves on more than half the tree! It will recover!"
One year ago...
"Aaron, seriously. That damn locust tree is gonna crash through our house and kill the boys while the are sleeping."
"My god, woman. It's FINE. See! It has leaves! It's not gonna fall on the house."
"SERIOUSLY, AARON, OH MY GOD, WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE FROM THE LOCUST TREE. It's deader'n'a doornail."
"Yeah, it's in sad shape. Plus! I want to expand my vegetable patch and that damn tree blocks too much light. Let's get some quotes on getting it cut down."
We called seven companies to come out and bid cutting down our big locust tree in the backyard.
Our first bid out wouldn't even bid on the damn thing, citing it being too close to the house, un-climbable and couldn't get a bucket truck to the back yard because it's been dead for three years.
(Aaron's response? "It! Still! Has! Leaves! Granted, five leaves but still! Alive!")
A second company didn't show up.
Three companies came to for a bid, let themselves into the backyard and pushed a half-assed bid under the front door while I was home.
Okay, let's take a moment here, people. We're in a recession. A crap-ass "Great Recession" and I call you out to my home, explain I work from home and we have a puppy in the fenced back yard quite a bit (and! no more rabbits!), and that I would like more than just the dead tree quoted but you don't bother knocking on my door? Seriously? You think I'm gonna hire you and give you my money?
So it came down to two bids: one, a certified arborist who will use a crane and bucket truck (and costs a grand more) and the other, a tree cutter who claimed he'd shimmy up there and low-balled the quote.
Now, we love saving money. I mean, it's hard to afford jack anything in this "Great Recession" so dur, we wanted to hire the lower-costing guy.
Red flags. Everywhere. Not returning calls for days. Said they faxed their insurance information and didn't. I had a bad gut feeling.
Finally they got us the copy of their insurance policy and I called to verify it. And guess what? This dude wants to cut down a big ass dead tree, while he's up in it, half of which hangs over my house and HE DIDN'T HAVE INSURANCE.
I was pre-warned to verify insurance information and I'm so glad I did. Could you imagine? Hiring someone who's actually not covered? That could financially ruin us.
So, we have a date with a crane.
A crane that has to be parked in my neighbor's driveway.
And a bucket truck that will be on my and my neighbor's grass.
One of ya'll's gonna book me a nice stay at a mental institution, yes?