Today I feel rottenly depressed, so much so I just want to cry and curl up somewhere. Trouble is, there is nowhere to curl up, my house is not a home let alone a house. Work is still undergoing so much so that there is not a single finished project with everything semi-finished. The builders seem to be starting on jobs and not seeing them through just so they can stay on the job and this is beginning to piss me off.
I must apologise sincerely for the language usage but I hope you understand that there are times when one needs to let rip, this is the time for me. Writing this is to try and help myself to calm down or maybe not jump on the builders' throats because I am ANGRYYYY. My husband ended up doing some of the work himself last night and only slept this morning at three o'clock. That ain't fishing healthy but he feels this is the only way to get some of the things done.
To help you understand my frustration I will tell you the current situation; the entrance hall has only been plastered one side, the wooden floor has only been laid in the playroom and on the stairs making the whole place look even more awkward ugly. The bedroom has been plastered only one wall (which my husband did) and the kitchen still requires plastering and the floor still needs to be finished before the wooden floor can be laid. My husband has had to insulate our bedroom because this has not been done when it was required to be. All theses snags are delaying other teams from either starting or completing their jobs. The plumber is waiting to finish off the plumbing, the engineers are waiting to finish off the heating installation, they need walls to be plastered before they can put up the radiators and electrical work needs to be completed. All these jobs are riding on one team who seems to be dragging their feet and draining our purse at the same time. Don't get me wrong, they are not utterly and completely incompetent, they just lack the completion skills for the little they do they do well (just not all of it). So if you think this is not good enough to be pissed off please educate me on what is.
I can't clean my house because there is nowhere to clean but there is nothing that is clean. Am I making sense? Yes the guys are nice enough but nice ain't fishing cutting it anymore and I want my home back, no; I FISHING NEED MY HOME BACK! Today is Sunday, it's normally my resting day, kids go swimming, I clean the house and do some ironing and then cook with the children; normally. Nothing is normal anymore, I'm waiting for Waitrose to deliver my food, the builders have decided to turn up so they can catch up on some of the work (it's effing Sunday and I live here I need some normality) you may say I'm just throwing my toys out of the pram and still wanting them right? Wrong, I'm not throwing tantrums, this is because they were supposed to be here yesterday and they weren't, apparently the builder had an upset tummy from a curry he had on Friday "bull manure" that is. Bottom line is I want my life back and the builders out of my house or they might as well move in with their families.
Ask me one day when all is well and I may recommend them to you but at this present time it's a NO. I apologise to the one friend I have recommended them to so far I hope they prove me wrong when they come to you. If you haven't called them yet then please to hang on.
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