After calling every electrician in the yellow pages, I believe we finally have someone who will get my hot tub working, sometime next week.
The first man we called to do the job is retired, and does a bit of wiring in his spare time; he's the one who put the box on the pole so we'd have electricity to the mobile home. He didn't return our call, and I assume he is enjoying his retirement; seems like he could have called back, though.
The second man is someone we've known for years, a local fellow named Russell. Cliff tried to get him several times and finally got a call back. The man has been gone all summer, camping, and recently bought a motorcycle. He told us he'd be here to look things over last Wednesday and didn't show (must have taken off on the motorcycle). He didn't return our phone calls afterward, either. See, my problem here is that they don't call!
One of the electricians I picked out of the phone book was going to be here sometime yesterday. He didn't show, and didn't call.
This morning we got a return call from a man who sounded like he meant business; he'll be here Thursday evening to give us some idea of the cost, and what will be involved.
There is one local man, Bruce, who we've used many times over the years. Cliff really didn't want me to call him (I won't talk about why... he's a good electrician), but we were getting desperate and I knew Bruce would return our call.
Tonight he did call. He said they're weeks behind, so they wouldn't be able to do the job for quite a while. I told him I thought we'd found someone anyhow, but I thanked him profusely for returning the call, and explained to him the problem we've had with getting an electrician.
Somehow I think the guy we've chosen will show up on Thursday. If he doesn't, my son-in-law knows someone we might try.
In other news, the carpenter is done. I have a bit of painting to do in the new room, but I've already put some stuff in there out of my way, and I love it.
Life goes on.