This morning I was a little grouchy with the kids. It had very little to do with their behavior, although Monday mornings do seem to be a little slower going than most days. I was frustrated at a certain subcontractor who can't seem to do his job on time. I've tried giving him deadlines and explaining the importance of him finishing, since he has 4 subs who can't begin until he's done. He doesn't seem to care and just keeps doing his own thing, with very little communication with me. He told me he'd be done with the precast on Friday. He didn't even BEGIN until Saturday, and not surprisingly, it wasn't done when I drove up this morning. I scheduled my stone veneer guys to begin this morning. They're just working around his unfinished mess. Anyway, the point is I had a lot on my mind, wondering if I had to cancel all the other subs or if they could just figure it out, and I was short with the kids. Jaren couldn't find his tennis shoes and we were already late. I made him wear flip flops and prayed it wasn't a P.E. day. It makes me have so much more respect for mother's who work in very high-stress jobs and also have to be awesome at their mommy-job. It's mind boggling how exhausting it can all be.
On a good note, Jerry (who is a DREAM SUB!!) finished our master shower. Well, other than the quartz shelves he's going to install in the niche. But it's all grouted and turned out beautiful, as expected. This guy's work ethic is insane. He pretty much works 7 days a week and is so dependable and honest. We need more Jerry's in the construction world.
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