Tenacity

There seems to be one mini crisis after another regarding the rebuild, and it eats up a lot of time. Boss Lady has had many opportunities lately to practice and develop tenacity. 

Installers scheduled a meeting and presented to me a problemo with aligning new materials with poorly installed preexisting siding. The siding on the right side (shown above) of the wall was level. The left side was also level, but over the door there was a 1.5 inch height difference no one could find a cause for.   After expressing my frustrations, I was generously offered a custom fix for said problem.  I returned to inspect the solution today and was disappointed to find this.  Nope. The “custom fix” was a scab. 

Nope. Nope. Nope. 
I sedulously searched my photo history until I found the fire damage pics of this same exterior wall. 

What really happened is they started hanging the siding on one side, and started on the other, and it didn’t meet in the middle. As you can see from the burned house pic, there WAS no “original line to work with” that caused the misalignment, because all of the siding on that wall melted off. 

So what reeeeeallly happened is that no one used a magical tool called a laser level. If they had shot a line down the entire wall, they might have noticed they were starting 1.5 inches higher on one side than the other. I texted the pic of the scab and of the burned wall, to the general contractor at the restoration company and my sentiments or dissatisfaction. 

2 hours later I got a text with this pic. Scab gone. All is well. Carry on. 

Annnd Friday I popped in for a surprise visit and smelled a certain green illegal substance coming from my basement. 

Nope. I kicked those workers outside, told them not to smoke [um ANYthing. At all. No smoking at all in this home.] in my home, and messaged contractor again. 

Tenacity.  

We’ve reached the halfway point in this marathon. Deep breaths. Tenacity.