My 3rd day in hell yesterday.
We're redoing the bathroom, all the floors and painting. The contractor arrives at about 8, chats to the guys and leaves. He comes back at 4:30 and I've been staying at home to keep an eye on laborers. (Today I've decided it's not necessary and will be going out from now on).
Yesterday, 2 grinders and 1 jackhammer, water's off because they're working on the pipes, switch on the water just in time for LS. One of the men hangs out permanently outside the only working toilet. They've put a cabinet in front of my snack drawer and unplugged the washing machine.
Our glass paned front door slams shut at least 8 times a day, the painter's working downstairs and his best friend is plumbing upstairs so they have a shouted conversation throughout the day.
Before paying a deposit I emphasized we're OCD and tiling has to be perfect. Received a promise from the contractor and Tuesday morning he and I spent 40 minutes discussing placement.
He headed out for the day and once or twice I told Mr Tileman the tiles weren't centered as we discussed but he ignored me. Anyway when the boss queried it he got a long, animated explanation in Portuguese which neither he nor I understand so we had to rely on a translator - can you imagine - a tiler waving his hands and a level around, talking loudly and then the translator waving his hands around also shouting.
I didn't sleep well that night and asked the contractor to confirm "hand on heart" that he was happy with the tiling. His solution was to bring in an expert who agreed with ME
. They had to lift the tiles and relay.
Thank goodness we have an amazing contractor.
We're redoing the bathroom, all the floors and painting. The contractor arrives at about 8, chats to the guys and leaves. He comes back at 4:30 and I've been staying at home to keep an eye on laborers. (Today I've decided it's not necessary and will be going out from now on).
Yesterday, 2 grinders and 1 jackhammer, water's off because they're working on the pipes, switch on the water just in time for LS. One of the men hangs out permanently outside the only working toilet. They've put a cabinet in front of my snack drawer and unplugged the washing machine.
Our glass paned front door slams shut at least 8 times a day, the painter's working downstairs and his best friend is plumbing upstairs so they have a shouted conversation throughout the day.
Before paying a deposit I emphasized we're OCD and tiling has to be perfect. Received a promise from the contractor and Tuesday morning he and I spent 40 minutes discussing placement.
He headed out for the day and once or twice I told Mr Tileman the tiles weren't centered as we discussed but he ignored me. Anyway when the boss queried it he got a long, animated explanation in Portuguese which neither he nor I understand so we had to rely on a translator - can you imagine - a tiler waving his hands and a level around, talking loudly and then the translator waving his hands around also shouting.
I didn't sleep well that night and asked the contractor to confirm "hand on heart" that he was happy with the tiling. His solution was to bring in an expert who agreed with ME
Thank goodness we have an amazing contractor.
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