It Won't Take That Long

"It won't take that long" that is a quote from my wonderful husband's mouth. Those are the words I have begun to hate. Don't get me wrong, I love Ben. He's a wonderful husband and father. He's like Superman. He can do it all, just not on a normal timeline. We decided to redo the girls room. The drywall needed to be redone and we were going to repaint. "It won't take that long" Ben tells me, as a weekend job is now extending into the middle of the week. We go to Home Depot for paint. We happen to find a really good deal on a vanity for our second bathroom. One that hopefully will keep Riley and Piper out of the toothpaste. "It won't take that long to install it" and so on with the door,trim and window,the tile. Well painting is done,(it looks wonderful) the window is in and the door is partly in. The vanity and trim are sitting in the shed. He is now at Menard's picking up some piping of some sort to fix the waterline that snapped when he tried to fix the clog in the sink. It is really beginning to feel like Murphy's Law is in full affect here. What can you do? Hopefully everything will be finished by next week and I'll have pictures to post so everyone can see how great of a job he did.