Thanks again everybody for really good feedback. I'm reading a book that talks about 'radical humility'. Well, I was hating my friend, hating the whole situation; could have just remembered the good ole 'serenity prayer'. I was fuming about the whole situation to the point where I couldn't sleep until 5:30am today. I just went back today, cleaned up the mess the other contractor left on the inside, that is the practice of radical humility. I got back to work. There's still a lot of work to do to fix the place up. My friend stopped by, I gave her a kickback and she almost cried.
Whatever, it could be a lot worse.
Last summer I was at my buddy's house helping them paint the house. With them, of course I ended up being alone there doing them a favor. I went and got a pizza and sat on the deck stuffing my face. Their lab Blackjack was out there, and I was feeding him my crusts. I was teasing him but I gave him 6 crusts. Of course he inhaled them, then I put the last couple slices in the box in the bed of my pickup in the driveway. I was starting up a ladder and saw Blackjack had jumped into the truck and just about nosed open the pizza box. I ran over and yelled at him and cuffed him right on the cheek. He got out of the truck, but I felt really bad. I love that dog. I told my buddy Nick about it asap, he said, "Listen, don't worry about it, you were an animal protecting your food!"
Point is, with this whole fiasco, I was trying to protect my territory like an animal, especially with the economy the way it is.