Well----let me tell you about my day

Yesterday, after two days of frustration, we contacted the contractor who did our kitchen, by e-mail, and asked him of he could recommend someone who might be able to help us with the dryer venting system.  I figured that phrasing it that way, he could either offer to help or give us the contact info for one of his sub-contractors.  We got a message back asking us to call him this morning.

The washer was to have been delivered today. We had been told that we would get a phone call, between 9:00 and 9:30, from the delivery service telling us when they would be here to deliver the machine, set it up, and remove the old one.  There was no call by 9:45, so David called Kern Hill, and we got a call shortly after, telling us that they would be here between 1:00 and 4:30.  Then he called the contractor who, after some lengthy discussion, said that he would like to see what's going on, and that he had to come into the city for a medical appointment and would be here around 4:30.

My Tarot book was to have been delivered last week and never arrived, so yesterday, when I got a request for feedback from Amazon, I contacted the seller by e-mail, and got no response by noon today.  So I filled out the feedback form and sent it away.  The book arrived early this afternoon.

I played telephone tag with the dentist's office, in hopes of changing and appointment for April 11th, as I was double booked and had cracked a crown, over the weekend, so would need a longer appointment than booked.  Got that sorted out.

The washer arrived at 1:45, but the delivery personnel refused to set it up for us because of a policy change in their business, effective this morning, that came as a result of a very expensive law suit.  So David's on the phone to Kern Hill again, and promised a call back. Finally they got back to us, and promised to get here about 4:30 to hook it up.

Yep, you guessed it!  Right at 4:30 two men from Kern Hill showed up at the back door, and the contractor at the front door. They all ended up in the laundry room at the same time.  The salesman from Kern Hill had brought a young fellow from the shipping department, so he could learn to hook up a washer, as it's going to be his job from now on.  Naturally, they didn't bring the right tools and had to borrow some from David. But it's hooked up.  I just hope that it isn't in the way for the fellow working on the dryer. He's now out to Rona to buy some sort of flexible hose that is up to code, in hopes that he can fix the dryer problem.  I certainly hope so because I have two full laundry hampers.

I decided to do a little mindless machine sewing--maybe a some piecing of squares, for a charity quilt.  Stress reduction therapy. Got everything set up and pulled out the many, many Ziploc bags, each full of squares that had been carefully counted out so as to have one large quilt square come from each of them. Don't know what I had been thinking, but every bag has a miss-count in it.  Put them away again.

The phone has rung more frequently today that the total number of times over the past two months.  It's now 5:00, and I have nothing out for supper.

And how was your day?

PS 
By 5:15 it was determined that the contractor would prefer cash, but wasn't sure how much, as he had to buy more supplies.  So off he went, and off I go to "find cash", somewhere, somehow, as the bank closes at 5:00 on Mondays.  Of course, driving out of the bank parking lot, I hit a curb.  So much for the front end alignment David had done on Friday.  It's now 5:45, and they are still working in the basement, and we still have nothing out for supper.  Good thing I got enough "cash" for McDonald's.