As soon as all this is over we will be refinancing purely to get away from this bank. Every contractor, inspector, and insurance agent I have spoken to seems to know about them and their poor reputation. In fact, they were sued recently for dawdling people right out of their homes.
My salvation came today in the form of a gentleman in our neighborhood. He lives at home with his mom because he is, for lack of a better word, simple minded. He likes to pretend he's a dog, and is a super nice guy always ready to help you move a chair, wash a car, or relieve you of a glass of soda.

He loves helping people.
Well, he saw my contractor slothing his way through his usual 1/8th of a room before calling it quits, and decided to help him! He helped the contractor load garbage, swept the floors, handed him planks, and did everything he could possibly do to help.
The contractor, now forced to actually work to keep up, finished an entire room in 3 hours, cleaned up all his mess, moved all of his tools, and still had time left over.
I told my neighbor that he is WELCOME to come and help with ALL the rest of the work, and I'll pay him on top of what the contractor paid him to stay.

All he wants to do is help us get back in our house though. <3