Day 1:
The builder who is putting the posts up comes round to give the final quote for this part of the build. After a few misunderstandings by the Midget thinking she can think, we get a price (20% more than the original 'rough' quote given a few weeks ago).
Then we get a phone call saying that the price of rebar is more than he quoted so he'll need a bit more. I tell him that he should pay for it as it's his fault his quote is shit. He brings the money back and then I realise that I was being an arse and he's still more reliable than most of the other pricks (and cheaper as he is the Midget's uncle and he's doing it on the cheap due to family (his wife mainly) pressuring him).
I have to go over and apologise tonight and hope he doesn't tell me to piss off.
Fucking day one and it's doing my nut in. I think I'll just leave it to the Midget to sort out.