One… two….three…. four…

This is me.

This is me counting to ten.

This is me killing everyone in my immediate surroundings in a PMS Rage.

Today I am home having my turn to be with the plumbers and welders that are working on the pipes in the building.   What started out as a leak in our bathroom has turned into a leak in our bathroom, a ruined wall in the downstairs neighbor’s bathroom and a pipe that needed to be fixed between all three floors below us.

Good jesus… why can’t anything ever be simple?  Pipe breaks, fix pipe, wave and GTFO.

Like it wasn’t bad enough having this big fat white (painted) pipe going down the corner of my bathroom, now I have this…

Omigod someone hold me down!  Look at my tiles!!

Look at that PIPE!!

My new bathroom –  *CRY*

Now I am going to have to wait to make sure the pipe is actually water tight (which it wasn’t after they welded it yesterday, the reason they have returned today), then wait for the summer when nobody is using their heaters so the pipe is cooled down, then paint it.  So until then I have to look at this ugly thing in my shiny new bathroom.

Pisses me off.  Pisses me off to no freakin’ end because I’m so easily pissed off today.  Yes, I’m hormonal.  Don’t mess with a hormonal woman’s new shiny bathroom!!

This is the part that scares me.  They’ve taken our sink away.   The sink that was so fiddly to get sorted out in the first place and took three visits from another plumber to get the pipes just right so it wouldn’t leak into the cupboard below.

Do I have any faith that these guys are going to do anything more than put it back up as quickly as possible and hightail it out of here, uh nah.

So, lets calculate.  After the pipe is fixed I’ll have to deal with the ugliness until the summer before I can paint it, probably have to have those scorched tiles replaced AND have someone come fix the plumbing under the sink again.

Have I mentioned that I’d like to move?