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Jul. 1st, 2011 06:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bktheirregularRenovation of the bathroom was supposed to begin tomorrow morning, so I had scheduled things so I'd be around in the morning, handing oversight off to my aunt in the afternoon so I could head down to Piraeus to catch a boat to the islands. Fourth of July with the family. (woo?)
Turns out the contractors can't start work until Monday.
I'd scheduled my trip to the islands to give a nine-day block of time in which the apartment would be uninhabited, to minimize disruption to my life while the bathroom was redone and the living-room floor was refinished (you can't step on the floor for a couple of days after the refinishing, to give varnish time to dry). Well, nine days has just become seven. And arranging the various jobs - bathroom, floor, repainting walls - is a bit like playing Tetris with schedules.
With a hard deadline of July 10 on which I return, and I will not be happy if I'm told that I'm barricaded from my apartment when I get back home.
Greek time. Feh. Cuts both ways, you know - you have to be prepared for things to be done very late, but at the same time, people will call you up and expect you to be ready for them in ten minutes or so, or call you up before seven AM to say they're dropping stuff off.
At the curb.
Meaning a scramble to arrange for help bringing in a fully loaded pallet's worth of plumbing fixtures and ceramic tile. Ceramic tile? Basically weighs about as much as stone. One tile's not that bad, but enough to cover the floor and walls of the entire bathroom? It adds up.
Ah well. Still need to pack a suitcase for the islands. And wheel my TV and media-center stuff into the bedroom so they won't be at risk of damage from the floor refinishing and wall painting.
Such is life.
Turns out the contractors can't start work until Monday.
I'd scheduled my trip to the islands to give a nine-day block of time in which the apartment would be uninhabited, to minimize disruption to my life while the bathroom was redone and the living-room floor was refinished (you can't step on the floor for a couple of days after the refinishing, to give varnish time to dry). Well, nine days has just become seven. And arranging the various jobs - bathroom, floor, repainting walls - is a bit like playing Tetris with schedules.
With a hard deadline of July 10 on which I return, and I will not be happy if I'm told that I'm barricaded from my apartment when I get back home.
Greek time. Feh. Cuts both ways, you know - you have to be prepared for things to be done very late, but at the same time, people will call you up and expect you to be ready for them in ten minutes or so, or call you up before seven AM to say they're dropping stuff off.
At the curb.
Meaning a scramble to arrange for help bringing in a fully loaded pallet's worth of plumbing fixtures and ceramic tile. Ceramic tile? Basically weighs about as much as stone. One tile's not that bad, but enough to cover the floor and walls of the entire bathroom? It adds up.
Ah well. Still need to pack a suitcase for the islands. And wheel my TV and media-center stuff into the bedroom so they won't be at risk of damage from the floor refinishing and wall painting.
Such is life.
