This picture pretty much sums up my life right now. Complete and utter frustration.
All in all, I am this close to being done with the remodel. J and I eat and sleep here; we have clean clothes; we get mail; we have plumbing, hot water, electricity, and internet--by all accounts we should feel right at home, right?
Oh so wrong. If it's not one thing, it's another. Today the contractors noticed another fun little surprise that is going to set them back until the end of the week. I'm guessing that actually means they're going to take until next week. And while they're still working, I can't take the tape and plastic off my floors, I can't finish painting, I can't unpack any large items, and I can't clean the floors or live in a dust-free environment. I also have to flee my own home whenever they turn on their power tools. My sinuses and my brain weep for me. I just want to clean up, I really really do!
End vent. I hope everyone else had a better day than I did.
*image courtesy of art.com

3 comments:
Poor thing! Hang in there.
HOLD. THE. LINE.
I comfort myself by binging on banana bread.
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