So maybe the workers aren’t that bad.

I spoke with the contractor and he was really receptive to my concerns, which in a way kind of upset me, because I was all ready to bring out the beyotch.  Oh well.  :):):)  Good news is…one more week.  yay.

Here’s a picture proof of my OCD (just kidding, I don’t really have OCD, I just like to label things).

bathroom’s getting closer and closer to being done and done. yipee.

The next day:

Daddy tore down the porch.

Not because he was mad or anything.  Just because it was about to fall apart anyway.  And since we’re getting new siding one of these days (they were supposed to start today, but didn’t show :() we thought it’d be as good a time as any 🙂

Last week, he replaced the sink faucet.  *swoon*

One day, this house is gonna be perty!