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Empty spaces fill me up with hope

Hey All,

These last few weeks have been a mixture of being busy, bored, disgusted, fed-up and Netflix. I realise Netflix isn't an emotion or feeling, but it has made up a good chunk of my time (Go Prison Break!). Let start with the emotions and feelings. We have been in the process of re-modelling the upstairs bathroom. It was all exciting at first as I got to go and choose stuff I wanted (I love design and designing spaces - if I weren't a science geek I would be a fabulous interior designer). All the stuff had come through and all we needed was a builder to do the work. After a few people came and saw the job and gave us quotes, we went with someone who was in the middle of the prices given. He could start straight away, which was good as I wanted the new bathroom as soon as possible. He started, but this quickly spiralled, and a 7 day job is still ongoing almost three weeks later!

Days 1 and 2: He ripped out the old bathroom and tidied up the walls. The space was empty for the first time in years. It looked a mess but I knew it would be looking like a mess before it became a bathroom again.

Days 3-5: He went MIA. Literally couldn't get hold of him. It was getting to be a concern as I had taken time away from work in order to be around for the builder. We contemplated finding another one as it had been a few days with no reply. He finally got back to us on day 6 and told us he left his phone here and it was switched off. Fair enough. The days he missed were Easter holidays too so we were annoyed as he said he would work, but clearly didn't.

Days 7-now: He worked more on the bathroom, fitted it all in. It was all looking ok, he was receptive to comments and suggestions and even made some of his own. Although my design was already in my head so it didn't need much changing, but things evolved as time went on and new ideas formed. We got closer to the finish date. But one thing stood out clearly. This man isn't who he said he was. He is a plumber, and doesn't know how to tile properly. This became very apparent when he claimed he was finished. The finishing, sealing and overall clean lines I was looking for were not present. Honestly I think me and my dad could have done a better job! He will have to fix this asap!

What this has done other than annoy all of us, is caused my mum to become very angry and upset. When she gets fed-up or in a mood she will pick fights. She was on a warpath with this bathroom fiasco and took it out on my dad. I had a lucky escape as I was at work, but she was definitely moving in for the kill. I innocently asked when I got home if he had finished the job, only to find out then about the finishing and the overall sloppy work he had done. This was at my brothers house so conversations were kept minimum, but on the way home I was speaking to my sister. She explained the hard day she had with everything and how difficult our mum was being. We talked some more and I gave a comment about how this kind of means that my parents couldn't live alone as they would fight a lot. She didn't really reply to that, but the tone meant that it was kind of the only conclusion.

My parents need someone at home to be a buffer. The question now is 'who will that be?'



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