There's a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, it's been there off and on for a week now. It started about 8:30 in the morning last Monday just when our home's remodeling project began. My stomach started churning the moment I heard the deafening sounds of a single, tiny jack-hammer chipping away at the tile of our front entry. I suppose I was mostly surprised the tile people started in the living room and not in some out-of-the-way and out-of-sight place. Perhaps they did that so I couldn't change my mind once they started. At any rate our house is a mess!

Today, just as I was beginning to get used to the destruction of our home and the changes being made, I discovered a slight, no, a major error in the placement of the new tile in our front entry! Once again I wondered why it couldn't have been in some out-of-the-way and out-of-sight place where it didn't matter? I'm feeling sick all over again. I've been assured by the tile people they can fix it tomorrow, I hope so. I wonder if I will be able to sleep tonight?