Hey everyone, I’m beginning to think that every person who works in home renovations was raised in a cave with a hammer in one hand and a handful of drywall dust in the other. Seriously, how do they all manage to stomp around the house like they’re performing a ceremonial dance for the Neanderthal nation?
I mean, I love the idea of turning a crumbling kitchen into a Martha Stewart wonderland - don’t get me wrong. But is it too much to ask for them to arrive on time, use something other than grunting for communication, and maybe not leave a trail of debris that looks like a demolition derby went down in my living room?
It’s always: “Oops, we just found we need an extra two weeks because the pipes are possessed by the spirit of a century-old builder who hates flush toilets.” Or “We’ll be back first thing in the morning,” which apparently means next Tuesday around dinnertime. And I’m over here living off takeout and prayers that I won’t trip over a rogue nail and faceplant into my half-tiled floor.
Don’t get me started on the lingo. “Measure twice, cut once”? More like “Guess once, swear twice, and then make three more trips to the hardware store.” So, can anyone else relate, or am I just stuck with the troglodyte special? Share your stories, rants, or tips on how to speak their grunt-based language. I’m all ears - and hopefully not a future victim of the dreaded “unfinished renovation forever” curse. Let the caveman commentary begin!