When I got there today to meet the plumber, George-my-yard-hippie had painted the wall behind where the tub goes with primer, painted and installed baseboard and quarter round all around the bathroom, replaced the sink and vanity and put the incredibly heavy claw-footed tub back in the bathroom and put it on little pads of carpet so the plumber can slide it out of the way while he's working on the pipes. I say it again, my yard hippie rocks!
On the floor front, the new kitchen floor has a problem. There's a mound in the middle where the glue didn't stick. I called the floor guy, and he was not at all annoyed or defensive. He said, "I'll take a look at it and figure out how to fix it."
And then tonight my soon-to-be-ex landlady called and offered to help me get my sofa back into the living room tomorrow.
So, thus far, everything seems to be going pretty well. I'm a little amazed by it all.
