I need to rant, so here goes:
Since last Thursday I have had people in and out of my house renovating my bathroom. What was supposed to be a small job became a major PITA because they never came and worked through the day. Instead it was a half day here and a part of the day there, thereby dragging it out.
As usual, one thing led to the other and nothing was easy.
Just a little while ago they finally finished and were ready to put the big mirrored medicine chest back on the wall. Guess what, he cracked one of the three doors.
I hate this bathroom, I hate this medicine chest and I hate any and all repairmen.
Thanks, I feel better now.
Lucille