Why is it that every home improvement project I tackle, there has to be SOMETHING that goes wrong?

Granted, this one isn’t my fault, and had nothing to do with the project.

I work with my iPod playing. I’m painting, minding my own business when I step into a puddle of COLD water. I’m nowhere near the sink, actually – I’m by the HVAC. I open the door and there’s a steady stream of water coming out of a random pipe all over my floor. My furnace filter is now all wet, and I discover that the fucking MORON who installed the new furnace before I took possession of the house CUT THE HOSE FOR THE A/C and just left it dangling off into nowhere. There’s no drain anywhere in there for the water to go down and now since the asshole CUT the hose instead of, oh I don’t know, remove and replace it – I had to turn off the A/C.

So now instead of painting, I’m having to deal with this bullshit. Now, I won’t be able to go play poker nor will I be able to go to the midnight showing of the X-Men 3 movie because I’ll be damned if I’m going to sweat my ass off sleeping tonight.

Or I should say sweat my ass off NOT sleeping tonight as I can’t sleep for shit when I’m too warm.

Naturally, any HVAC company I call to come out to fix it won’t come out until the week after the 4th of July because it’s a fucking HOSE. They’re not going to bust their ass to get here to fix something that’ll take 15-20 minutes for them to do. I don’t even know where the other end of the hose even goes to!

So. Pissed. Off.

I was going to have a nice, relaxing weekend down with my family this weekend, now I’m not sure if I’ll have time to go down on Saturday now! I was going to have the whole kitchen done today and get the living room and most of the hallway (need a friend to help me with the stairway) done tomorrow then finish up doing the first coat of the trim (and hopefully second) by end of day Friday.

I had Saturday as my cushion – use the morning to finish up any of the trim work and still go down to Mankato by mid afternoon.

Now I’m so upset and annoyed I either want to scream or cry. Time for a break to get some lunch.

*sigh*

If it’s not one thing, it’s another.