The plan was relatively simple. Drive out to our vacation home. Check on the contractor, the renovations, answer any questions he may have and enjoy the remainder of the time to reconnect.
We arrived on Saturday. Sunday we went for a walk and Doc H caught up on much needed sleep and we had a nice dinner. All was semi-good in my world.
Monday morning rolled around and our contractor showed up with his crew... a bunch of senior citizens. No wonder this job is taking forever.
In an effort to speed up the job and cut into the $55 per hour man labor rates we're paying, Doc H decided to put himself to work. For the last two days, he has been working some hard manual labor at a huge cut in pay.
He plans to work until we leave for home. As usual, I find myself having some alone time.
At least we're eating dinner together. Now, that's something.