|Nothing much outside, but ... it's all happening inside|
Just today I thought I might drive by the construction site (as I always do, really) on my way home from work. Gates wide open, and the front door is open, too. Man, these guys are hard-working, I'm thinking. It's past 7:30pm, and because we're in the middle of summer, it felt like it was 4:30pm. They must be trying to finish hanging the plasterboards. I thought I would just stop by and say hello to the tradies. Besides, I haven't been inside the house for about a month now, and now is my chance to see what's going on inside. Would also be a good opportunity to have a yarn with the subbies without the boss (SM) around, and so I'm thinking.
Hellooo .... anybody on site?
What the ...
I'm sure we had completed the lock-up stage, I've paid the bill, and we got broken into just after the lock-up completion and before the Christmas break! And here I am, with the fence/gates wide open (you can bring in a truck) and the front entry door wide open, too, now standing inside the house, and no one's around?!?!
Have to call our SM straight away and tell him what's happening, that we're not happy with the situation ... yada ... yada ... yada ...
He's not answering his phone, so I just left him a message.
So, to cut this long story short ... I went in, looked around, looked at the tradies' artwork downstairs (not much really, for now, just a few plasterboards hung), went up the ladder (no stairs, yet), checked out if the sparkies have replaced the electrical cables (seems like it), few plasterboards hung, so far so good.
I thought I might just lock and close the front entry door behind me and close the fence/gates, too, on my way out.
I'll find out tomorrow, what my SM have to say. He might say ... he purposely left the gate and front door open as he's expecting an early delivery tomorrow and the tradies don't have a key to the house :-)