I think...

My husband is going to have a massive coronary infarction before this house is finished. He is so super stressed it is not funny. I want my husband back. Fast. He just called and the masonry people put up rock instead of brick under the counter in the living room, $3000 extra bucks he said we can NOT pay for, they said it was fine, their mistake, the fence people are there today and can't find the markers, you mean the big stick in the ground with the bright orange flag?!? Ok. The cement people are pouring the slab for the barn and the Tape and float people better be there today or his head may just explode!!! I wish I could alleviate some of the stress but there I know nothing about this stuff. I just say "ok", "uh huh", or "I like that one." Our builder gave us a closing date of Aug 15. Bubba is NOT happy about that because it was supposed to be July. He is supposed to call him back and see what he can do. I'm sure he gave himself extra time because they seem to be as slow as Christmas right now. Anyway, pray for him. Pray for me. Pray for the people Bubba will chew up and spit out...