Since the masterbedroom flood on Friday, we woke up Saturday to no contractor arrival. We weren't exactly sure if they'd ever come again. We were conflicted on how we felt about that, sometimes elated, sometimes mad. So, Monday came, and we have found cracks in our tile in the bathroom upstairs, apparently our subfloor moves (since they had to fix the grout where it was cracking awhile back, that should of snapped then, but didn't, now, we may need to get that fixed at a later date, and put more reinforcements in our subfloor - doesn't that mean rip up the tile and start over??? - and doesn't later, mean at a whole new expense to us???). The joyful side of yesterday is, that we have our Master bedroom ceiling repaired, our ceiling fan up and it was drying and getting back to normal. That is, until today, when the ceiling started flaking off, and coming down on my bed.
Steve is getting completely burned out on contractors, and the BS that goes along with household repairs. I'm worried, he may be soooo burned out that the sprinkler system, that is next on the list, may not get done......... oh no, another summer of manual sprinkler movement across the yard!
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Is that Sam with Jordan? She is getting really good at those self-portraits!
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