Lawsuit Lotto 2

It is time to start making the phone calls which will initialize the clean-up and damage control measures of the contractor fiasco. As I rambled to Hubs, respectful of the fact that he is still sick and diabolically grateful that his flu was making it hard for him to talk, about the legal representitives on my list over the phone this morning, I graduated to full gratitude the work of untangling the Lawsuit Lotto snot knot had been forced on me. I never would have chosen to go there, but both Hubs and I, both as individuals and as partners, needed to go there. ^It^ is a complex weave with many threads coming from many directions. For now, naming the threads doesn't feel too important. For now, it is what it is whether I can describe it or knot. It feels right.

Time to start dialing. Just breathe. . .