Is my stress showing?

Posted by Leigh on August 29, 2008

First off, I’ve got to say: This is my hundredth blog post, that I’ve actually kept on the site…. Yea!

Next, Thank you to Jim!

Yes, I’m stressed, frazzled and getting bent out of shape…. Can you tell? The construction is getting to me! Every morning the guys sit down and come up with a new time line… Every afternoon that time line goes out the window. Lately it seems nothing is going right. We’ve been waiting four days to hear from the electric company on how far the pole can be from the road…. and they just finally got back to us this morning.

The drywaller that the modular home dealership sent out made such a mess that I almost blew my top when I saw it, and he’s disappeared with the job less than half finished.

I have been hearing nothing good about the dealership in general lately. I can’t say how many people have called to complain to me about how this particular dealer has screwed them over, and all I can wonder is why didn’t they call me before I had my house ordered through them? Why wait until it’s almost time to move in?

But on another note, we really haven’t had any problems with them yet. They call and try to change something on me, and I just flat out tell them no. I want what I want and when I want it. If they don’t carry it, then why did they sell it to me?

My plumbing hardware is all wrong, but I accepted that. I’m not changing anything else. I wanted all Delta, I got all peerless. I wanted two handles every where, but got the one handled ones that are so hard to adjust. I complained, they knocked a few hundred bucks off of our house for it.

They broke the lights I had specially ordered, they replaced them and sent me five extras at no charge (just in case more get broke).

The caulking on my kitchen counters looks like my five year old did it, and I flat out told the guy my son could have done a better job, they sent someone out to fix it immediately.

So although we’ve had problems, they’ve taken pretty good care of us. But is it because of who we are? Is it because we’re not the average customer?

My cousin “Uncle Terry” is the man who owns the construction company that sets all of their houses. Do they fear that if they make me unhappy he’ll quit working for them? And as there are only a few companies in the area that do this, they might be screwed. None of their other customers could have gotten that crew to set on such short notice, but we did because we’re family.

Do they fear that because my Dad is a prominent construction company owner that if they piss us off that we’ll spread the word and they’ll lose business because of it? Or my Uncle Denny who owns a prominent excavating company?

Either way, I don’t like what I’m hearing about the dealership, but again they haven’t really irritated me that much yet.

But I am stressed out! We all are! It’s killing me to be a basement dweller because of utility companies. I have a brand new house, just about finished and I’m living in a cold damp one room basement apartment with my husband and two kids. My dogs aren’t allowed in and it’s driving them and me crazy.

I’m at the end of my rope, but just keep telling myself that it’s almost over…. I hope! (The latest time line has us moving in around the 11th of September. and that still almost two weeks away.)

My kids start school on Tuesday, each of them starting a new school. So that’s more stress on top of the house stress. My baby boy starts junior high, my baby girl starts kindergarten…. Yes, they still seem like babies to me!

My business is going flat because I’m turning down more and more work due to being displaced, and having to hover over a pool table desk with a dang dial-up connection. Yet more stress!

And every time I start to write a blog post, I find myself rambling without a point… lol…

So please, dear readers, don’t let me scare you off…. Forgive me for my craziness! I promise soon I will be back to myself… Just as soon as I’m living comfortably in my new home, of course for the first week I’m in it, I’ll be in my huge garden bath tub, trying to soak off weeks worth of mud, and my three dogs will probably be in it with me

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