The Universe is trying to teach me patience...
So. The first insulation guy for the shed floor hasn't ever contacted me back, after he said he would three Mondays ago.
The second one said they'd call at the first of this week to schedule. It's Thursday.
(And yes of course we put insulation under there in the first place. Rigid Styrofoam. That's some of it, lying on the ground under the shed. The earlier stuff I piled out of sight, because it ticks me off. There's more, now.) (The adhesive didn't.)
The electrician hasn't come to put in the two additional outlets, or called to say why not.
The person who owns the rug that I love that would help keep the shed's floor warm, insulation or no, is apparently out of town, and there's no price tag on it.
The sewer guy hasn't called...supposed to, the first of the week.
Soooo...i'm not really particularly patient, but busy enough I don't have time to freak out. I HATE having to hound people, and I hate having to take time to re-contact, but this is getting nuts!