If you did, then it was the BIG sigh of relief that occurred after we had our umpteenth contractor out to take a look at our remodeling job. If our original contractor wouldn’t have dumped us, this would have been done by now. I kind of feel like a jilted bride who’s starting to date again. Such strange men! All these promises, but major commitment problems!
Anyway, Scott is the name of our new contractor, and it looks like he will be able to work us in before we’re retirement age, which is significantly sooner than what the former contractors had promised. So here we go again with the waiting game.
At least this time I see a teensy weensy light at the end of the very long tunnel.