Well, tonight is better. 

I decided to get away from it all, drove out to The Rim to buy a mirror from World Market, shopped a bit at Ross, and had a delightful patio dinner at a place called General Public.  Luci got water and scraps of my lettuce wrap and we enjoyed sitting outside people-watching and feeling the breeze.  To make it up to Luci, that she'd followed me all over the place without a solid meal, I stopped by Vallarta's and got her a fajita.  

The contractor came over and reassured me that all the issues are fixable, and Will said exactly the same thing.  I just needed to chill!  On Tuesday he's sending his carpenter over to fix the doors, whatever it takes, and he's phoned a window specialist who's going to call or come by this weekend.  Voila! 

Will and Veronica buy houses with major issues, even foundation issues, and fix them up as solid rentals.  A couple of wonky doors and bad glazing are minor in their world. I said to him on the way home and he said, "Well, for us, it's a business.  We're not emotionally involved as you are with your own home."

I am, without question, emotionally involved.