Seriously… Omg… I can’t stand repair work being done around me and I feel like such a bitch about it but honestly, it just drives me bonkers. Especially since the work is being done in two of the rooms we frequent the most. – Thank the gods that be that we’re having no issues in our bathroom!
Plus, I feel like I’m being held hostage by the Gomer waiting on when/if he chooses to show up. He never shows when he says he will and we’ve had some beautiful days that I would’ve much rather been on the trails in the sunshine than waiting on that jughead.
And I know that I don’t have to be home for them to come in but I’d rather be, ya’ know? I mean, I don’t know this guy. He could be one of those weirdo panty sniffer idiots I see on all of my creepy crime shows. Who knows?? Plus, just the idea of a stranger in my home and I’m not here. Yeah, no. Call me paranoid but no. Not happening.
My future daughter-in-law tho, finding the positive in everything that happens, did take advantage of this annoying situation..
So. There’s a silver lining. Killing two birds with one stone, as it were.

The fan is gone AND the Gomer got fired! Not because of us but apparently, his work, in general, was a bit shoddy. – Ya’ think???
We have a new maintenance guy and he appears to be on the ball and he’s certainly 100% more professional than the Gomer. We still have holes in the dining room and kitchen and the one in the dining room is going to get a whole lot bigger before all is said and done. I don’t even care. I just want it finished!

More about those later..






