Both my husband's and my stress levels are getting extremely high because of our house improvements. Chaos is rough to live in.

Yesterday I was frustrated with the stager not responding to two simple questions. First, she clearly didn't read my text thoroughly and answered as such. Then I left her a voice message. She called back, but I missed her call. Instead of answering the simple two questions I asked (again) in my voicemail, she simply said "Please call me back."

I got frustrated because of above, so handed my cell phone to my husband and asked him to call the stager back. Instead, he wrote another text to her (from my phone), but a very brusk one. Now she surely thinks that I was the brusk person! I'll need to call her, after all, and apologize for the text (that I didn't write). What a mess!

Our handyman doesn't communicate well. That makes the stress worse. He is jumping from one room and project to another, making us have to suddenly start clearing up rooms we thought could wait. Then he's saying "I only have a little time for your project." This is after originally telling us the job would require two weeks.

I'm doing the best I can. If things get much harder I am going to spontaneously combust. I'm serious.