I think my DH may be coming home soon. For good. The people up there are a residential company with little commercial experience. I know you are probably thinking what's the difference? There is a huge difference and they are finding that out a bit too late. They are unorganized and paying a bit less than promised. The living conditions are irritating to say the least. They have a 1.7 million dollar house with 9 bedrooms filled with bunkbeds for the crews to stay free of charge. It is packed with guys that are peeing on everything, throwing their toilet paper in the trash, they 6 dogs that are not housetrained well, they drink every night, stay up late and go in late, and the TV is not in English. These are not my DH's guys, they are from another contractor and he can't tell them what to do. They are also not allowing anyone to work more than 40 hours and have redone their invoices to reflect a by the foot payment instead of hourly. The big job is not ready and they think it will be another 2 weeks but my DH said it is really more likely to be a month after that. He is ready to come home but he is stranded there until they write him a check.
I need him here for now. Since he is not really involved in the daily duties for the kids I really thought we would be fine. We need him here. I need him here. He is what gives me strength. He is so much more important than I thought and I was aware before.