Today was the longest day ever. We had contractors coming in to fix warranty issues with the house. The first one came at 8:15 and the last one left at 6:15. There was the plumbers, floor people, builders people, and more. The only person that didn't show was the drywall guy.
The flooring in Tristan's room needed to be redone so I started taking his stuff out around 7am. I just moved him to my bed. When he woke up at 7:45 he had a fit and cried and cried but I couldn't explain it to him. So we ate breakfast and played.
I made the mistake of letting him watch the floor guys rip the carpet out of his room. BAD BAD BAD BAD IDEA!!! He got mad. REALLY MAD! He was yelling at them and waving his arms around and they laughed at him so it made it worse. They had to saw and grind the wood floor under the carpet. So that set all of the smoke detectors off.
It was so funny. They are all tied together so T and I went outside. Then the construction foreman was jokingly yelling out the window help me we are on fire. That was kinda funny. The detectors went off for almost an hour.
The leaking 17 month old water heater got fixed. (I will always know exactly how old my house is because we closed on it the day after Tristan was born. So Rick had to do the final walk through with the builder alone. He did the walk through, closing and moving us in all in ONE day while we were at the hospital. That is my MAN!) And the knocking in the pipes got fixed.
Tonight when Tristan saw this:
I was up and down the stairs a million in one times today. Sometimes I curse a 3 story townhouse and I hate whenever a worker went out I would say just come back in but they insisted on ringing the bell so it multiplied my steps. Oh well my chins and thighs tell me it was a good work out.
Tristan's first skinned knee.