Hold that thought

LIZ SAYS:
I am just depressed. The workers are behind, surprise, surprise. I just can not take being jerked around. Now the moving date has changed to I don't know when. I have checked out. This becomes Dicks job. I tried my best but evidently I was not convincing enough. I don't know how to deal with liars. Contractors are by nature liars, it seems. They promise the moon and hand your a rock, they say its from the moon, but... . Things are not finished, things are broken. C'est normal. But, I have no way to handle it. We re boxed up, and deliveries are being made, which we can't control. We actually believed the first move in date, fools that we are. So, we set up deliveries for 'after we had moved in'.
The Fixer has to change the dates. My French is not good enough to explain. The workers are now working like they were supposed to be all along.
I just want to cry all the time, I hate feeling foolish.
Its funny in a way. Your home is so important, but the people you deal with just think of it as another deal. Why does that hurt?
I was so happy when we had a date, now that it is not true, I am devastated.
It seems things are running a week or two behind, but that is believing what I am being told at present. Dare I believe?