Spitting Nails

*Cursing ahead.

When our bathroom remodels were merely a plan, I was assured my bathroom would be done first. Both the basement and en suite bathrooms were taken down to the studs at the same time. My tiles hadn’t come in for the shower and backsplash, so the tile guys began downstairs. The installation of that tile is nearly complete. Mine? Still down to the studs.

Now, the tile guy has let my husband know he doesn’t know when he’ll get to my bathroom. Let me repeat, “HE DOESN’T KNOW WHEN HE CAN GET TO MY BATHROOM.” My face looks just like the little guy above. I am so pissed. My husband said he has other tile installers. My response, “Well, then call them. Don’t wait for two weeks for the current guy to tell us he still doesn’t know when he can get to my part of the project.”

I am sooooooo pissed off, I’m overheating. FUUUUUUUUCK!!! I can’t express in words how angry I am. This whole remodel was supposed to complete my bathroom first!

I already have some feelings about my mother-in-law moving in with us. She even said my bathroom should be done before the one she’ll use. There is a whirlwind of nails inside me ready for spitting. AAAAAAAAARRRGGGHHH.

Published by Sara Z

Writing is one of my passions. Most blog entries are relatively short articles regarding a wide variety of topics. I'm a middle-aged wife and mother of two adult sons. I've been a teacher, counselor, medical transcriptionist, student teacher supervisor, substitute teacher and retail clerk. Staying home now due to fibromyalgia. Seeking purpose.

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