Well the day is fast approaching and our nerves are a little shattered right now, I’m washed out with the bath water even before we begin. 🙂
This week was just as crazy after having the paint work done last weekend in the kitchen the tiler arrived on Monday morning to replace 6 tiles just inside the patio doors. I heard a lot hammering and banging of the chisel and so I stayed out of the way. I was checking on suppliers of items I will tell you about at another stage.
Anyway I decided eventually to show my face in the kitchen and oh good holy mother of god was I sorry I did. It was like if a bomb had exploded the dust was still falling and the air was so bloody well thick I could taste it down in my tores. And to make matters worse there were my lovely new painted walls splattered with concrete. Every single thing in the room was just covered in inches upon inches of dust. Let me tell you there were tears lots of them mingling with the tick dust and probably a few F’s too. Sorry I can’t remember I was too distracted by the the clouds around me. 🙂 It seems the reason the tiles cracked not that I really cared to know, was because the heating pipes were just laying below the surface and they had little or no support so that all had to be replaced too and 4 more tiles added to the lot and another bucket of tears along with the cash from my back pocket. ;(
Tuesday and the carpenter was back to line the walls inside the log Cabinet 🙂 as it is now known and I left him to it, what can I say how stupid of me, had I not learned anything in the last few week, well obviously not!
Because when I finally did get in to the cabin it seems Mondays bomb sight had joined itself onto Wednesday. I had left furniture cover cloths but it seems they were looking too good a pile sitting in the corner to be approached. All the units I had just finished French polishing were thick with layers of saw dust. All I can say is the f word was abused to hilt and I didn’t care who heard me. I know they think I lost the plot well I did really, along time ago way before a log cabin was even heard of but that was no help to me I still had to face it all again. So I busted some dust that night while crying and lamenting that that was the last fecking carpenter I was letting inside my door 🙂
And just as I’m leaving the cabin the painter arrives to tell me his young man would be on in the morning about 8am to power hose the house before painting of the outside in a couple of weeks.
And yes at 8am in the morning the young man arrives and sets to work and I think great that will all be done by lunch time. Because I have a delivery of stock coming in and the place will have dried up nicely. At some stage that morning the young man had taken off, it seems the power washer ran out of petrol and while he is gone I get a call from a courier service to say they have a package and they would be on shortly so I head up and open the front door only to find the power washer man had left a ladder right across the stone drive and anyone driving in would hardly see it, so I say another feck, Fr Jack would be proud.
Well I was like a cat on a hot tin roof I can tell you there was no way I would be able to manage myself in the wheelchair across the stones and even if I could I’d never manage to lift the ladder. There were some f words used here to I’m sad to say (what’s that one you see on Facebook , my moms gotta a potty mouth 🙂 me big time. And of course the one time I leave the front door to turn the kettle on I hear the screech of breaks crunching on the stones and I am so mortified having to face the man and apologise, you can visibly see the man is shaking and I can almost see the words coming out of his mouth as to what kind of an idiot left a ladder in the middle of the driveway and with the power washer man missing I thought it best to keep my mouth shut and smiled nicely and hiked it back inside to lock the bloody door.
So we are well after 2pm and the power washer man continues and less then a half an hour later my delivery arrives as do gale-force winds. And in the middle of the two men bringing in a huge mahogany unit, that by the way which I have no recall on ordering my power washer man strikes again. Now I have to say the scene was like something from the carry on movies 🙂 power washer man is coming from the side of the house and delivery men from the back towards the cabinet when he hits the first guy carrying then the until then the second guy carrying and the two are there trying their dame hardest to keep standing and hold on to the unit at the same time. And there I am screaming at the power washer man to cut the power and it’s only then do I realise he has his phone to his ear and he isn’t even watching what he is doing, looking totally in opposite direction.
The f n so and so could have killed someone, then he turns around and looks at me and says sorry about that I was on the phone as if I couldn’t see that for myself. I really thought the big guys where going to punch him.
To keep the peace with the delivery men I said lads come in and I’ll get a few towels and I’ll make a cupa, I hadn’t the words out of my mouth when power washer man says, I’ll just finish off here so Love ( just so it be known I hate to be called Love by guys I am not familiar with especially younger ones) and I’ll have 2 sugars in mine he finishes with.
That’s it that’s when the plot was really lost well did I rant and rave about his stupidity and at the end of it all he says, well theirs no need to get your nickers in a twist. I could see one of the delivery man was getting really pee’d off so I rolled my wheelchair in front of him to stop him from catching the power washer man by the throat and throttling him. I got the two lads inside and slammed the patio door. 🙂
But all day Friday I could hardly breath waiting for next disaster to strike but thank heavens god must have thought he gave me enough grey hairs on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday to keep me going…
I don’t remember much of Saturday and Sunday I was to wiped out to do much more then try sleep of course the repeating nightmare of power washer man didn’t help much.
So that’s it for this week folks please pray that this coming week
is better I don’t think I could be doing with that drama every week.