Stressed

We met with Mike today, which was both good and bad.

Over the week we did measurements on paper for outlets and lights and laid them out on nice pretty graph paper for Mike (he was actually impressed by my blue print making skills for someone who is untrained :D). The crew is going to start Wednesday. He told us what needed to get done before he started. The bathroom vanity (and the wall behind it) need to be taken out, along with the bathroom ceiling. The shelves in the kitchen need to be taken down and new shelf measurements are needed for outlets on the inside. The last of the walls in the kitchen need to be taken down. And the cabinets need to be taken out.

Mike, however, did make us aware of something. Sam said that he could take out the boards in the living room ceiling to make it a cathedral ceiling, Mike questions it. He is an electrician by trade, but has renovated several houses. He thinks that if there is any doubt of Sam's skill, which there is, that we should get a second opinion with a carpenter.

Problems, problems, problems....

The problem with the electricity will soon be solved but the construction is now a problem. *sigh* This wouldn't be a problem if it weren't for the fact that we are running out of time and that Sam is being paid weekly (until he is paid in full), because that was what was agreed upon, whether he works or not.

Despite the fact that we left a small mess, all the work Mike needs done is done. So the electric is a go. Tomorrow I have to stack Tony's sister's boxes in a pod and get the last of the dry wall up. The house looks more skeleton than ever. At least the time for re-construction is near, even if there are bumps in the road.