What a nightmare. We fired our contractor today. We had to. What an awful experience. The guy decided he needed to yell at me without warning, amoung other things. I doubt he would have behaved that way if my husband would have been in the house. Not cool. I kicked them out of our house but before they actually left, Jase had made it home. I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve heard Jason raise his voice at someone in the 6 years I’ve known him. I actually don’t ever think I’ve heard him cuss at someone, but the guy deserved it. So frustrating. Nothing with Hurricane Katrina has been easy, so why should we be surprised that getting our house completed and done would be any different? Ugh, we really needed this to go well. We needed our home to be done. Why is that so hard?