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Now that I've calmed down a bit, I can explain what's going on with the heat pump. Last night there was much teeth-gnashing as we realized there was no possible way that we'd have heat before the middle of next week. It's just not humanly possible to do all of the things that need to happen between now and that milestone.

We're at the point right now where everything is torn up. There are open ducts, the crawl space is a mess, plumbing and gas changes are in the works. However, we still have hot water and I haven't been without water for more than about 5 minutes at a time, so it's not all bad. Not for lack of trying though. At this point we're still looking at 5 days of actual work left to be done before they leave. Arranging to be home from work for them to do this is getting increasingly difficult as time goes on. For some crazy reason our bosses think we should go in to the office occasionally. So we'll have to sneak those 5 days or so of work into the first two weeks of June somewhere.

I'm incredibly frustrated with this project. We've managed to avoid cost overruns so far, but this time delay is making me insane. See, this project was supposed to last 4 to 5 consecutive days, after the device was delivered. That delivery date was scheduled for the first week of May. Even with extra days (always add about 50% delay to project to avoid killing people), this should have been done over a week ago. And here we are looking at 2 more weeks, mostly without heat. Even as late as the end of last week they were projecting only cosmetic work next week. And now it's full heat install.

The reason this is making me even more crazy than usual is that we're planning a short vacation this weekend. I was hoping it would be a celebration of all the brain-eating projects I've been working on for the last two months, but it's not even close. We're going to be coming back to frustrated employers and coordinating home days. I'm just so sick of it I could cry. 


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I'm not handy, but I'm not dumb. In general our work with contractors goes like this: I'm the nice guy. My husband is the meanie-head with the money.

I make them want to do good work for us but I use him as an excuse. He rarely speaks to the contractors but I often speak to them and when we notice issues, I bring them right away to the crew foreman's attention. I say things like: We noticed this work is not to our specifications or satisfaction, I understand you may have made other choices, but my husband will refuse to pay for your services if the work is not done to our specifications and satisfaction.

He stands back and looks menacing, I look at sweet and innocent but just in a bind b/c my hands are tied by my big meanie-head husband with the fat checkbook. It works remarkably well for us to deal with contractors in this way.

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