- 90% of my house is beautiful and perfect. There are no major flaws structurally, plumbing and electricity all work, etc. The stuff that is driving us crazy is the finishing 10%. When you look at those odds you really can't complain.
- I honestly think if I wasn't pregnant and if my mom wasn't going through some health dilemmas that this who process would be less stressful to me and maybe I wouldn't melt down as much. I really do think that.
- According to the powers that be (mainly my builder) all of this contractor chaos should be done by this weekend. Therefore, I've nothing left to write about.
- After this, I don't think I'll ever build a house again and I don't think we will be moving anytime soon. Brian at least promised me 5 years in this house which means I might be able to eke out 3 years before he is bored at his current job. But I do know this... the next time we move, I'm just selling everything here and buying new wherever we end up.
And now, back to my regularly scheduled blog about Mr. Monkey Pants coming this week.