(in which I ponder)
It’s amazing, really, the level of rage a subcontractor can raise you to without even raising a fist or saying a cross word.
It’s truly, truly baffling how these beasts manage to torture someone by just promising (over and over in the course of ten days’ time) that ’so-and-so will be done and installed by today’ and then not following through.
I just may end up running my head through the divine, freshly-stripped and -exposed brick (thanks to ME! and okay, to SAM!) in the kitchen. You’ll know it if you see it: It’s the kitchen that has not seen the first cabinet, nor even the first hint of one.
Kindly be patient, loyal Muffinasses, for there are words a-brewin’. I just haven’t the energy (nor the uncramped fingers due to various drilly, painty, sandy, spackly, caulky activities) at present to smack ‘em up, flip ‘em and write ‘em down.
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