Bob the Builder is clearly imaginary.
Today is the last full day of "work" in My Dream Home, and thank God, it can't come any sooner. I repeat it CANNOT come any sooner.
You want an example?
Today while I was showing the "finisher" (or the godfather in this case) the molding that I would like repaired we glanced over and what I saw literally took my breath away. I would have taken a picture if I didn't fear for the life of my only child.
So there was the little man, smiling at us, FROM THE TOP OF AN 8 FOOT LATTER.
Yes, the TOP.
He climbed up there and was very proud of himself. Once I scooped him off I nearly fell on the floor laughing. By the look on the contractor's face this was not the reaction that he was looking for.
Did I mention how psyched I am that this is almost over?