So, here it is, Sunday noon and the damn plumber just got here. We’ve got a full day of work to do and she gets here at fucking NOON.
We spent the night at Dave’s last night and had a long shower this morning, but Nick woke up cranky and was being pissy, so that put me about halfway to Cranky Pants. Then Pam (plumber) is about 1.5 hours late and now I’m in DEFCON 1 Cranky Pants™.
I think I shall poke out their eyes with a fork.
Meroooooow. Fffffft ffffffft CK! Kitty SCRATCH!
10pm update: So, after a day of rasslin’ with pipe and solder and flux and faucets, we have water in the kitchen. The faucet at the washing machine is defective and will have to be replaced, but other than that, the kitchen is up. At least we won’t starve, right?
The shower is still nonexistant and the sink is not installed yet. It won’t be done tonite, I’d bet. ::sigh:: [it ended up being done the day after that-A]