Wrenschovations

Yay!

Main boss builder dude back from holiday in Thailand (we are Teh Jealous).

I went by yesterday morning and met with him and his number two (no giggling at the back!) and the boss people of the tilers.

MBB agreed that the tiling was rubbish and agreed to rip it off, buy us new tiles, and get new people in (who know what the fuck they’re doing (with glass mosaic tiles)).

Huzzah!

All this is, of course, not at all complicated by the following:

• the wooden bits of the floor need to be done (and left for a few days);
• the kitchen and bathroom floors need to be done;
• lots of tiny fixy-uppy bits need to done;
• the movers are coming on Friday.

FRIDAY.

Gah!

Still, the house is looking fuckin’ ace.

:-)

Well.
Well.
Well, it’s still going okay, but we’re reaching the final stages.
And little annoying things keep cropping up.

The big boss has been on holiday for the last week or so (we knew this was going to happen, but our need was great) and his second in command is not a patch on him.

In general, the place is looking ace and they’ve done a good job.
We have, however, hit one particularly annoying snag.
In the industry they use special terminology for it: fucking shit tilers.
I may have to post some close up pics of the tiling.
Then you shall know our pain.
Basically the quality of work is rubbish and it’s looking like, when big boss returns next week, they’re going to rip all the tiles off and get someone who knows what they’re doing to put them on.
Which will be schweet.

Although…
we’ve given notice on our current house and must be out by the end of the month.
Gah!

Meh.
Me and parfles both got very stressed out by this yesterday.
But, we got home, hit the g&t’s, played a bit of Warioware and sports on the Wii, did some things that I won’t post here, then cooked a rocking Thai meal for the usual suspects plus Friendly Psychologist and Internet Romance. Awesomeness.

The house will be fine in the end, but I’m ready for it be finished now.
Now.
NOW!