We decided that we needed new kitchen countertops. And cabinets. And tile. And carpet. And baseboards. The next step? Living through all the construction. Now, more than a month later, after major dusting from the jackhammering of the tile, and getting used to carpet that is the wrong color, and the alarming sound of the air compressor waking us up at 2 a.m., we still have no kitchen. No sink. No dishwasher. No countertops. I'm doing dishes in the laundry room. We're cooking as little as possible, yet eating out as little as possible too.
The extra two weeks spent waiting for the cabinets that had to be re-ordered because some guy measured wrong were delightful. Last week, when the transportation company couldn't find the driver or the truck our replacement cabinets were on, we were a little miffed. Now that the two missing cabinets have arrived, they have the wrong doors. Go figure.
I'm just waiting to see what will go wrong tomorrow.
No comments:
Post a Comment