An update to this…
The guy who turned up today came a few hours later than I expected, but got the reconstruction part of the closet-fixing done, and a trapdoor installed, all in two hours flat. The higher-up who was supervising him also showed up, and was very professional. And the killer was, he very conscientiously swept up afterward — not just in my closet, not just the floor beside it, but even out in the hallway where a bunch of sheetrock dust had ended up. I’m hoping that the guy who shows up tomorrow morning for the wallpapering job is just as efficient. I have to move some more furniture into the living room and unclutter the tops of my bookcases so he can get at the whole ceiling.
I’m impressed, and feel vindicated in my sense thatto get stuff done, you need to freak out and yell and shout, and then when the dam bursts and someone who is actually in charge notices, and says, “Right, let’s sort this,” you need to just shut up and step out of the way.
Anyway, it’s being sorted, which is still a relief. But I still kinda want my own everything. That said, it might be just that I’m getting too old to have strangers in charge of the small, petty things in my life that actually affect my life. I’d rather call someone myself and get it sorted than wait for the lower-level goofballs to puzzle their way towards a real solution, or at least puzzle their way towards inquiring with a higher up whether another solution might apply.
But at least things are sorted now. My clothes shall be hanging in my closet again by this time tomorrow night.
And we’re thinking of taking out the big, nasty couch and replacing it with bean bag chairs. Well, I’m trying to convince Lime it’s a good idea. Anyone know if they’re available in Korea? Surely they must be, somewhere.
For readers interested in less personal stuff, I am slowly working up the next post in the Gin Lane & Soju-Ro series. Really! But it’ll be a while yet. I’m busy as, er, well, you know.