Stupid Contractor

So remember how we were having work done on our condo...

And remember how the guy started in early September...

And how he quoted us 10-14 DAYS...

Well, it's almost Christmas, almost 120 days later and the contractor is still not finished!

He still has the glass to put in over our master bathroom door, the door handles on 3 doors, and our bathtub faucet, which is fine because it's not that much...

But he won't answer our phone calls, he won't answer our texts or emails and he is being an overall FLAKE...

And he has a key to our home...

My co-workers said we should have fired him a long time ago because he has taken so long, and he makes decisions on his own without consulting us- example: he picked out our shower door (without having us pick it out) and it is way too short for our tall shower, so whenever we shower there's a draft and it's just too cold.

Beware of contractors- make them sign specific contracts and don't let them take advantage of you- fire them early on if you hate their service

Birthday Part II

My birthday week is getting much better.

Eric and I have been celebrating little by little this week and my parents are coming over tomorrow with a birthday cake and dinner!

E and I had Red Robbins tonight because I had a free happy birthday burger and man, we feel so gross. Those burgers are way too big. I bet they have over 1,000 calories.

Birthday

December 2 was my birthday. It was one of the most suckiest (is that a word?) birthdays for one reason... work. I HATE my job. The past Tuesday and Wednesday (Dec. 1st and 2nd) were HELL at work. For some odd reason, except for the full moon on Tuesday, work was INSANELY busy. And not only busy, but busy with problems and irrational patients.

I woke up to Eric yelling at our dog for peeing inside- something she never does anymore (we later found out she had a UTI and thus explaining the odd behavior). After the scolding and clean-up of Ella's stinky pee we ate a birthday breakfast of french toast. Yum!

I then had work from 10:30am - 7:00pm... hell, hell, and more hell.

At 7pm Eric picked me up from work and took me to a GREAT Korean restaurant a pharmacist, Kyong, I work with recommended. Dinner was wonderful. Such delicious food and a perfect respite from my aweful day.

But at least this year my grandma remembered my birthday and gave me the "birthday girl" phone call I always look forward to (last year she forgot and I was so sad about that). She was definately surprised that Eric tried the kimchi and liked it too at the Korean restaurant (she doesn't like Korean food).

So when we finally arrive at home after a long day I start making my birthday cake...we only had 1 egg and the recipe called for 3. Sighhhhh. Ok, so I just take out half the batter and everything is fine and delicious.
Eric goes to bed and I sing myself happy birthday and blow out the candles we have out for decoration. Haha. It was pathetic but Eric and I laughed about it the morning after.

I've had two sucky birthdays in my life: 18 and now 24. Hopefully no more!