a bad remodelling day

[jaeclectic]

I am not sure I can coherently describe today's events, but it involved:

• meeting the painter at 8AM, giving him the key, so far no trouble on that front
  
• meeting the wood flooring guy at noon, only to have him inform me that he couldn't really check for moisture until the carpet was taken up, so we should talk again on Thursday (perfectly logical, but why did they schedule him to come do a moisture check today then?)
  
• using the rest of my lunch hour to rush over to East Bay Restaurant Supply only to be crushed to learn that they can order kitchen worktables, but don't stock them
  
• getting a call from the shower guy, who had been waiting for the city of oakland inspector (who never showed up), to say that no one told him that the plumber (from the same company) was coming and so he had already left with the key (second time these guys messed up handing the key from one part of the work crew to another)
  
• leaving work in mid-afternoon to go meet the plumber (who turned out to be an hour late), and therefore just happening to be there to stop Alexis from putting sealant on top of tile that had smudges of grout all over it
  
• phone calls to the place that I bought the tile, home depot, and my friend DDocs who in turn called her tile guy to consult about how to clean grout off of tiles
  
• after work, stopping at Safeway to buy vinegar, in order to try out DDoc's tile guy's recommendation
  
• arriving at the apartment around 6:30 to find that the plumber was still there and that the leak was worse instead of better and the building manager was arranging to have the water turned off again
  
• spending the evening alternating between cleaning my kitchen floor (on my hands and knees, using vinegar, a scrub sponge, rags, and a toothbrush) and talking to the plumber, the building manager, and the plumber's boss about what was going wrong
  

The plumber finally rigged up some plastic to divert the leak into the drain, and left around 9:45.

I can hardly wait for tomorrow.

p.s. I really wanted to wash my hair today, didn't happen.