So ole Mr. Plumber was only an hour late. And arrived while I was in the shower. But fortunately, he didn't turn off the water (which would have brought out some serious wrath) and he didn't come knocking on my door -- he just got right to work in the garage. Good work.
The drywall guys showed up on time and got their part done. I'm quite amazed at how many people it takes to accomplish this job. And I don't mean that in a "how many blondes does it take..." sort of way. I mean it takes as many people to build a house as it does to build this itsy bitsy 6x6 bathroom. We have the concrete guy, the plumber, the electrician, the drywaller, the glass guy, and the contractors who did the framing, insulation, and painting. Who knew bathrooms were so complicated? Not me.
Hopefully it will be all done by next week, just in time for my brother to move in and make it all yucky with his boy germs.