July 7, 2025 Warning: Vent Coming

 I'm mulling over a title for today's blog. It will come to me...

At any rate, I'd like to know if you are a rule follower. Do you believe in the Golden Rule? Do you do unto others? Treat others like you want to be treated?

I am, in my perfectly imperfect way. So, that brings me to what I'd like to analyze.

When does being flexible, cooperative, helpful, and understanding reach a limit?  I think I'm at the max of all of these in regard to the kitchen project.

So far, we are more than a month over where we reasonably anticipated having it done. Of course there have been conflicts that have come about that we could not have foreseen, that were really no one's fault. I get that.

What is pushing me past wanting to be the perfect customer is being expected to tolerate being ghosted by the drywall crew twice. I let the first one go, and didn't mention it to the contractor, due to a very personal family matter clouding that day. But when I was assured they would be here yesterday and did not show, that did rankle me. The contractor had no luck reaching the crew, by text or phone. I have had zero contact since then, from either party.

I did make one specific request to our contractor; that the drywall be completed in a timely manner so I can get any painting done before the cabinets go in, specifically the ceiling. This is why I'm not taking this delay well.

Am I being unreasonable? Do I go over the contractor's head and try to hire someone else to drywall? Or do I just become "that customer" and be demanding and unreasonable over yet another delay?

The last thing I want is to do or say anything out of character for me that may harm what has, up until now, a good working relationship with the contractor. It's so frustrating to feel he just isn't doing his job with this. Should he not have a contingency plan for things like this? This is why we hired him in the first place, to take the stress OFF us.

My entire week was planned around this being done, so I guess this is my sign to formulate a contingency plan of my own, right after I send a very carefully written text to the man in charge to DO HIS JOB.

Wish me luck. ☘

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