But I think that showing my contractor that I was stressed helped by lighting a bit of a fire under him, and perhaps things have gotten done quickly these last couple of days when he might have been inclined to leave me for later.
I woke up this morning contemplating the full awesomeness that is my - effectively - new house. It's lovely. I can't believe the difference. I have a lot more to say about the whole rite of passage that this means, and I will write about it soon. I promise I will have pictures, too, but we're not quite ready for before and after yet. I need some furniture in my living room and to get my bookcases back in place and there is still work to be done. But I can start settling in to my kitchen and can spend the weekend giving my floors and windows a good clean.
*sighs with happiness*