It never rains----

The fellow is busy tiling the kitchen, which means that we have to walk around outside, and can't access the kitchen, whenever we need to.  His truck is in the driveway, and suddenly there is someone outside digging up our front lawn in order to repair the main water pipe--sub- contractor from the city, and our water is to be turned off.  Well, David called our contractor who said that there was no way they could come today to replace the leaking valve in the basement.  So the water is turned back on and we now have to make an appointment with the city to have it turned off and coordinate that appointment with the contractor.  But the city crew has now shown up and they are all outside discussing ---I don't know what--baseball scores??  Makes me think of the train accident we saw in Cuba, with all of the wide arm gestures, and shouting in Spanish.  But--the tiler must leave now, and that means he gets to drive his truck over the lawn to get out.  Whoops!  My bad.  The crews are now gone and he will be able to use the driveway.  And it's only 11:00.  And we have to pay everyone except the tiler.  I wonder how the rest of the day will go?