After our offer was approved, we were at the construction site frequently. The first visits were so hopeful — we'd see workers installing the wood flooring with expert precision. Then a few weeks would go by, and we'd pop in to see contractors studiously installing the closet shelving. A few more weeks later, and painters were priming the walls . . . and spilling some drops on the floor. Then, the appliances arrived, and one hurried guy who I assumed was supposed to be there dented the fridge while trying to shimmy it in place. The closer to the contractor's deadline, the less TLC our home got from those making it. Understandable, sure, but still painful to witness.
