Ho hum.

So, work continues on the house with all our stuff in.

And, unfortunately, with every passing day I’m becoming less and less satisfied with our builder.

To be fair, he is trying hard, but his sub-contractors are letting him down a bit.

We should be living there right now. Our stuff and our pets are there: we should be too.

I want to feel like our house is now the top priority job (which I think they are treating it as) and that everything on it should be done as quickly as possible (which I don’t feel is happening).

Jo talked to the head builder dude this morning.

Tiling guy is coming in tomorrow, shower people a day or two later, and so that lot will be finished by Friday.

It is seeming likely that the floors won’t get done until next week.

I’m bitching and moaning a lot, but it’s not so bad, I guess.

Crashing at Doc and ELs is actually a lot of fun. It feels like a holiday.

I don’t like imposing though, and our house should be fucking finished, dammit!

Again I say ho hum.

:-(

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