Monday, July 11, 2011

Tales From The Mud Pit

I've been avoiding the house as of late because every time I go over there I just want to scream/cry/kill/run away.  I'm reminded of a scene from "The Money Pit" where someone dropping off Shelly Long asks her, "Are they testing missiles here?" to which she responds, "The house is going to be great".  I find myself saying that a lot lately.  My mouth has been programmed to say it, but my brain is secretly unsure.  Seriously, how would you feel if you came home to this?

It's been raining a lot here lately which is stalling our biggest project which is the kitchen.  A trench needs to be dug so that a footer and foundation can be laid.  Once that's done the framers will come in and then it will start to look like something.  We're still waiting for the sun to come back.

To add insult to injury, our contractor just dropped a bomb on us.  He's getting a divorce, his wife took the kids, and he may be homeless soon.  Great.  So he's completely unfocused.  He's been showing up sporadically, working for 10 minutes, taking a smoke/phone break, then working another 10 minutes and so on.  And, we've become his therapists.  It's a delicate situation.  We really feel for his situation, but he's been dumping a lot of his personal baggage on us and it's gotten to the point where it's downright uncomfortable.  We're going to have to let him go at some point because the projects are almost completely stalled and we're really trying to move in to this house.

The only new thing going on is that we hired a separate plumber and all the plumbing should be done in the next few days.  Phew!  They've put the bathtub back in my daughter's bathroom and another bathtub will be going into the new bathroom downstairs in the bonus room which is going to be split into a butler's pantry on this side

and a full bathroom on this side.

What do you think of this shade?

I'm not sure about it but I was thinking that maybe it would work in the laundry room if I gave it a little love.  I don't know, I'm trying to save some money and reuse as much as I can of what was left in the house (within reason).

Sigh.  Only one word seems to sum up the whole thing.  Nightmare.  But I will go on saying "The house is going to be great" with a question mark until one day in what seems like the unfathomable future it comes true.  

1 comment:

  1. oh, horrors. I'm sorry that's happening. You feel bad for the guy but hello, $$$$ you are putting out plus you have problems/needs too. Hope it works out.