Hanging Onto Joy Is Hard Sometimes

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Last week’s six word Friday used the word, “over”.  For me lately, it’s:

Joy is overshadowed by sloppy workmanship.

My favorite boy toy and myself have been getting things done the last few months that are needing to be done.  Each step of the way, it’s been a fight.  Things that should be really nice have to be done and redone.  We have to watch carefully the work, inspect the end results, call to complain, and call to get the follow-up / correction completed.

For example:

  • We replaced all the windows and a door in our house.  It’s great – we’re much tighter against the elements and noise.  But one window is scratched, several were installed incorrectly, and we’ve had to be hyper-vigilant to pick up pieces of metal that can cut dog paws.
  • I finally could afford to upgrade my Honda Civic for a Honda CRV.  I’m so happy to be back in a bigger car, although I remain thankful to God that when I had to replace my ten-year-old car several years ago, I could afford to buy a new Civic and not something used.  But the new CRV had to replace it’s front windshield the first week due to damage.  It’s leaking something underneath it that the service guy can’t find, and the windshield wiper blades had to be replaced due to damage from the windshield.
  • My brand new computer glasses had a flaw and are now being redone.  It looked like a smear right in the middle of the lens.
  • I came home from a quick run to Target, only to discover that the kid who checked me out failed to give me everything I paid for.  When I called, the manager found it at the register, but I still had to make a trip back to get it.

It’s been discouraging.  We have spent hours working on these things and they just don’t get done.  There’s so much we want and need to get done, but we can’t while we’re still trying to finish off what is already in progress.  I’m glad my boy toy is here during the day – I’d be spending a lot of my vacation time to do all of this.  I also doubt I would have caught a lot of what my husband did, simply because I wouldn’t have known better.

So, sorry for the rant.  I’m sure all of you have similar stories.  I think a lot of it is a sign of the times, although it seems much worse this year than it did several years ago.

Here’s some more photos from Charleston, South Carolina last fall.  They don’t have fall colors much – it was quite green still (being further south).  Enjoy!