adoorable
The doors arrived for the private dining room today, and, like everything else today, they were accompanied by news of previous miscommunications: Oh no, the doors aren’t in our scope of work, that’s your responsibility. Somehow, between the door manufacturer, the architect and the contractor all allegedly making arrangements with one another, we ended up with two doors that I have to find someone to install, and which incidentally will hang in the doorway with enough room for a small pet to wander through, either under or on the sides. It’s a rough one today.