Well, the guys came yesterday morning. Two construction guys, the contractor, the plumber/electrician and for a short while, the architect.
They drilled a ruddy great hole throught the more than a meter thick wall in the back of the house to put in a vent. They changed some parts on some of the gas tubing and they installed some kind of emergency pressure release to the system also they replaced a fitting on the back of the stove that wasn't correct. Whatever.
They did not do some of the things that the man is sure the inspector wanted done, cause he didn't write them on the sheet. As in, what he told the man had to be done and what he wrote on the form don't match.
So, the call went into the inspector that the work has been done, the man has spent hours cleaning filth from every surface of the downstairs, and we are waiting for the inspector guy to show up. The man and I have some considerable qualms that it is, once again, not going to pass inspection.....and the show will go on.
There is another saga that I haven't gone on about too much. In our bathroom there is a shower, the shower is built up a couple of steps as it is over the stairwell and so needs some kind of a system to keep us from falling out of the shower. The architect was more than firm that it had to be some kind of glass wall. I was thinking a railing and curtain, but that got a big fat no. OK, so a glass wall. SEVERAL months later, it was installed, that would be about 3 weeks ago. I was not, shall we say, happy with it. For many reasons, aesthetic, construction and installation and strength.
I didn't go to the meeting yesterday, instead I went out to lunch with a friend whose birthday it was. She had taken the morning off work to celebrate and so I wasn't going to bail. The only problem is that after the meeting the response was basically, take what we've got, or just use a curtain, as in die some day when you fall out of the shower. Nothing else is an option. No other glass wall, no railing, nothing.
A slightly shirty email was sent to the construction guy by me last night. It was considerably less cranky than I felt, and I got a rather cryptic, and I think rude, reply. I will have to get someone to read it and tell me what they think. I am not sure if I should be offended or not, but I think I am. I have to check it and see. Ho hum.
Someday, this all may end.