Time to move to a new frame…
Without getting into the insanely outrageous details, suffice to say that my framers, who had done a perfectly wonderful job up until three weeks ago, could no longer hump the lumber, so to speak. It was essentially a matter of two partners who, for unknown reasons, were no longer doing business with each other. One decided to take the labor and run to Scarsdale, leaving the other without labor, at my house.
Fortunately for me, I have a backup who will be onsite tomorrow and who is in between framing jobs and ready to work immediately. (He comes highly recommended by my plumber, who, himself, is a stellar individual.)
In the end, no hard feelings. The framers, while they worked, were top notch.
I only wish the implosion happened some place further down the line…