Electricians are here and are working in the unfinished attic over my head. I keep imaging dust raining down, or worse. My cat has developed a 1000 yard stare probably picturing 180lb squirrels walking across our rafters.
We’ve also hit out first unexpected snag. Hopefully first and only.
Super nice guys though, I feel bad for how often they keep getting hurt in my imagination.
I’ve had a contractor put their foot through the ceiling accidentally. They fixed it, of course. I’m just glad it wasn’t me.
Yeah, a human with a foot going through them is a lot harder to fix than a ceiling, so I’m glad he didn’t put his foot through you either.