It's funny how when you have a string of crappy things happen that you just start to expect it. I guess it makes it that much better when they turn out not crappy at all.
The purchase regret on the hot tub didn't take long to set in, and I came up with at least a hundred different reasons why something wasn't going to go right. Either the electric line was going to not work, or they'd drop the tub, or the delivery guys wouldn't be able to get it on the deck, or whatever.
So imagine my surprise when the electrician was able to use an existing line originally meant for an electric stove. That meant no running new conduit, paying for giant wire, or anything like that. In a rare moment for Pulte, the builder, they actually did something overkill and used wire that could handle up to 60 amps. So a new disconnect box, small hole, and there it was. I saved on the order of $250.
So it's now filled with water, and it's a balmy 46 degrees, with the temperature rising pretty quickly now that it's full. I might get my first spin before bed.
I am happy.