The end of a three year saga is at hand!
I think in the great list of things I hate (longer than Santa's naughty list), organising tradespeople has to be in the top five. It somehow gets me right in the stress centre of my chest and squeezes until I almost die.
No matter how many nice, organised tradies I have around my house, it's always that one or two from the past that cloud my opinions.
It stems mostly from my completely irrational and paranoid fear for the safety of my dog, and my irritation at the expectation of trades people that they may enter your property at any hour of their choosing.
The only thing that got me through this mess is the fact this is preventative maintenance. This work will mean less organising in the future.
Fingers crossed.
And while we're at it, we'll be getting a ceiling fan installed in the lounge room and the earths fixed on three power points. Pity the poor electrician who must crawl under our house.
"Watch out for the rats. No, really."