We had the Halloween party tonight, it went well I think...the kids certainly appeared to have fun. The snotty girls were bearably snotty, one only had to be shot down twice, so not bad. The wildly (emphasis on the wild) enthusiastic boys had a BLAST....You've got to love boy energy and enthusiasm, even if you do have to bar the doors and bolt the animals away....
Fun and enthusiasm is much appreciated in my corner of the world.
On that note, the architect got a bit of a tongue lashing. The man was MUCH MUCH nicer than I would have been on the phone. MUCH. I did force him to ask the hard questions in the end, like, "Do you want the job? We don't have that impression at all." Like, "Why are you telling me to call the builder when you said that you would?"
He didn't ask all the questions I might have, like, "If I am phoning the builder to look at the house, why are we paying you?" or "How come you keep changing what you are telling us? Can't you keep your story straight?" or, "How is it that I spotted the glaring errors in the house plans and you didn't?" or, "How come we have had to have this discussion over this doorway three times?"
If we're having to chase him around NOW, it doesn't bode well for the future me thinks. Even if they do do things differently here.
Happy Halloween my friends.