Even with all the snow we’ve had this past week and the call from the drywall provider that the delivery would be late, the drywall was delivered today.
Charlie told me a complicated story of how the truck was stuck on the ice,
How the delivery team can’t use the boom too close to electric lines (must be at least 12 feet away?),
How the company called to tack on extra charges when the crew decided to handtruck the drywall (their decision since the boom ultimately was usable),
And how relieved everyone was when the order was delivered
and stacked in the conservatory.
Next chore: put drywall on the ceiling of the conservatory and master suite.
Do you dread big deliveries to your house? Does something always get dinged or broken?