Dear Contractor,

Hey, thanks for greeting us when we got back from Thanksgiving on the East Coast, with sawdust, pieces of wood and other gunk all over our belongings in the basement dungeon where we're living while you work on our house. Even after we told you eighty million times to make sure your guys didn't trash the tiny living area we have left in the house right now. I LIKE having to spend two hours cleaning up stuff after an East Coast trip. It is kind of hard to shake sawdust out of yarn skeins, not to mention my bike clothes and my computer. Bleah.