The helper comes in the morning as promised, but an hour late due to public transport issues. He does a good job. He’s even more dismayed at the shoddiness of the work left behind by the horrible builders.
The mirror is hung up finally and in an effort to remove a sticker, I use a green scrubbing pad leaving me with a silver dollar size of scratches… Why did I do this after 4 months of waiting for the mirror to go up…
Impatience. Doing things without thinking about it. Decision fatigue.
Sometimes it’s better to leave things unfinished (I can’t believe I just said that).