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Well the novelty of the
remodel has worn off. I'm now at the phase where you just want to
have the project finished. Even if not finished you want to know what
you Cannot do. Today the boys came back to work on the tile in the
bathroom. They had to applyy down another coat of sealant that they
would begin laying the tiles. I was pleased because it seemed the
pace of setting the tile was progressing swiftly with the hopes (my
hopes) that the project might be finished before tomorrow. I should
have asked the workers but I thought I would have an option later on
during the day. I really have nowhere to go but I want to stay out of
their way not be one of those hovering consumers. I have a meeting at
1 PM, one of the state boards I'm still on, but it was to be on Zoom.
There is no way I was going to be able to participate in this
meeting, in the apartment so I gathered up my equipment (cell phone
and tablet) and headed to my other apartment. I feel so decadent when
I say that. The meeting was little more than an hour, we get a lot of
work done quickly when there is no meal involved, and I returned to
the apartment, my apartment. The boys tile saw was still set up on
the patio which means to me they're not done but it looks like the
tiling in the bathroom is fairly well done. The sideboards me to the
applied but the tiles are set up my question is: (can I role on the
tiles and use the sink?) My life would be a lot easier were that the
case.
So, I go through my cell
phone “recent contacts” and tried to remember which of the
numbers of any of the contractor. I vaguely remember on Monday
morning the contractor calling my phone number under the pretense of
loaded his contact information in case I need to get a hold of them.
Obviously this did not work (or maybe it worked just right). I call
all the numbers that time. That I don't really recognize and of the
three numbers they all live back to the manager of the apartment
complex which was okay because she knows how to get a hold of the
contractor. She had the same time gave me the contractor's number. I
called and of course all I got was an answering machine. I leave my
contact information, which he should have, and have said about doing
stuff around the apartment I should've done earlier in the dayI have
written off working out with my rickshaw because the tile cutter is
nestled right between the rickshaws handles. I guess I could pump my
bike for a while, maybe later tonight. So really, it's no big deal. I
still have my bed and I could do my ADLs at the kitchen sink and be
happy. Tomorrow, annette and I will traipse down to my other
apartment and do my shower in my dressing. If this is the as this
project gets for me I am going to be one lucky duck. I assume on
Monday the real nightmare will begin which is the moving all of my
stuff out of the way and ripping out the rug and placing file down in
the rest of the apartment. I do not think this will and well…
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