That is a bummer! I totally understand what you are writing about. Last winter we had deck repairmen come and they took four days, and that was more than I wanted. I felt really sorry for them, though. It was brutally cold when they were doing the work. I was giving them hot coffee and snacks the whole time.


I wonder if it is our bipolar disorder, or just anyone would feel the same, but such disruptions are hard for me to tolerate, too. I remember once my husband was in Czech Republic and I was home alone with a painter. The painting company sent a 17 year old guy to do the work and it took him 7 days to do a 2-day job. It was so stressful not having my downstairs. Plus, when I expressed my frustration, the young man was begging me not to call his boss, saying he "wouldn't get paid". He was likely an illegal immigrant. I felt really bad, but I had to complain, but the boss wouldn't send a second painter. I was so angry at that boss.