Day 8

Slow tiler came back in the morning. We chatted for a moment and then I ignored him. I know he was trying to make eye contact whenever he came downstairs but I was having none of that. Then I took Cars out to the club for a swim so I did not have to hear about how slow tiler was missing his son's last soccer game (he had mentioned to me several times on Saturday that he was missing time with *his* family to tile my place. (Emphasis his!). Whatever!  Don't take the job next time.

Anyway, the tile looks really beautiful though. 

I am looking forward to this being done so I can be less crabby!  ;)  I am really not a crabby person so when I get this was it makes me crabbier because I feel crappy about myself. Carb loading!