A-frame in two months. Cry from the heart

The realities of the construction market or why sometimes you want to burn

The first time, I remember his hands were shaking, anger - the foundation is cracked.

Then, I remember the wrong angle, the structure is broken, will farm to the main structure.

Then the inner walls - they are made crooked. Universal sadness and discomfort in the finish.

Then the plywood. I dreamed about the perfect color plywood. Beautiful as the pictures. No, so, too, does not happen. Then I show what happened to the finish with plywood as finishing.

Then tile. ALL different. If you smooth the edges - are different in color, the rest - a trapezoid with different angles. All seams are different. The color of the grout - is unclear. So much money and only sadness.

The builders of the facade. Just do do and piled. Simply, without any warning in advance. Just "we'll be there in three days." What? Job? Dates? No, never heard of.

Kitchen Maria. Bottom, decay, trash. We were waiting for her in July. And in the end - we were not able to take half of the kitchen. Oh, wait, that's okay. How did it happen? Kaaaak?

We had a temporary address - the kennel area, plot number... We done to them all the documents. Everything! And - unfortunately, this address does not give gas. Why in any action with the administration, you must thoroughly investigate around himself all understand and then apply? None of these people can not help you.

I have not seen most of the summer, I do not remember the fall. But we built the house! Happiness, joy and dreams. Or what?

And, you know what they say? This is your first home, as always. Well builders that all this was not the first home! Never I do not understand all this. Tranquility, a couple of weeks and will be gas.

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