What happened: Wake up. Get phone call from carpet guys that they are on their way @ 7:30 am. Panic. Call Mom to have her or someone go by the house. She sends Dad. Carpet people call- no one at the house. They are at the wrong house. Dad calls, they won't lay the carpet without heat. He starts space heaters, but they refuse to come back later. Bedroom remains carpetless.
I run to Lowe's and yell. Spend next few hours trying to get a plumber to attach radiators and or a carpet installer to,... well install carpet. Eat left over indian food at like 10 am.
Pace through cold house. Freak out in warm car. Washer and dryer arrive 45 mins early. Dude refuses to push it in all the way, plays the "language card", until it comes time to explain how I can rate him afterwards, 5 is the top rating. Dad shows up and pushes it in for me. Washer/dryer dudes leave.
Later I find they broke my screen door frame. I unpack boxes that are in the car. Discover and kill nasty bugs.
Brendan arrives. We go out to dinner. (I swear this is the last time my fridge looks like THIS on the inside.
Determined to do SOMETHING productive and right, I prime the bathroom while Brendan does work in his office.
And then we go home to the apartment for the last time.
P.S. This is all from LAST Friday (04/23/10). I am just a week behind in posting.
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