The bad news – We could only offer her barbie sized table at which to sit and a glass of wine.
The good news – We had several glasses of wine and decided to do whatever Lori says. She says we need to move the sink to the other side of the room so we can look out the window (which has the potential to lead to more bad news, but since this is the good news section I’ll defer that conversation until later).
Yes, this changes the scope of the project, and yes it is absolutely batshit crazy to attempt such a feat, but by now you’re familiar with our work. Batshit crazy is how we roll.
Let’s reflect on what we accomplished this weekend, shall we?
Saturday Morning: We (and by we I mean I) woke up convinced that we had made a horrible mistake and were in over our heads. I typically wake up with moments of clarity that are later ignored during the course of daily events, so I chose to ignore this particular moment of clarity.
It was a good thing, dear reader, that I did ignore this moment of clarity because just after shrugging it off, Kris and I drove to ReStore (people donate home repair stuff to ReStore to be sold to folks like me, then the proceeds go to Habitat for Humanity) and found the mother-lode of kitchen stuff. And they were having a sale!
- Lazy Susan corner cabinet – Retail cost at Lowe’s $ 182 – cost at ReStore $8.50
- Switchplate for light switch – Retail cost at Lowe’s $ 7.00 – cost at ReStore .50
- 60 square feet of backsplash tile – Retail cost at Lowe’s $600 – cost at ReStore $45
Total Retail – $789
We spent – $56
Ok, it took an hour for us to replace the broken tiles with good ones to make a decent kitchen (while obsessively checking my phone to see if the electrician sent a bid to my email), and while we were sitting on the floor sorting the other customers started circling like vultures questioning their own purchases and coveting our tiles. And yes, we had to drive back home, check again for the electrician’s bid, get the truck and come back for the lazy susan (since strapping it to the top of the Vibe was clearly not an option), then check again for the electrician’s bid, but I’m ok with that.
Baseball break. Ben rocked. His team won. He was awesome as usual. Kris says electricians aren’t “paperwork” people, and not to worry that I don’t have a bid.
Then, back to work! I patched the sub-floor while Kris obsessively cleaned the adhesive off the old linoleum so we could lay our tile. [I might have checked my phone again for a bid.]
I demoed the rest of our hutch while Kris continued to obsessively clean adhesive off the old linoleum. Then Kris put down the Clorox wipes and paint scraper to eat dinner and drink wine with Lori (see above).
Sunday morning I again woke up convinced we made a horrible mistake and that we were in over our heads. After shrugging it off, I checked my phone for an email from the electrician again. Then I replaced the floor and a built a wall around the air conditioning duct while Kris started snapping the chalk lines for the tile. [Side note: While I have never actually “snapped a chalk line” I’m told this is what this activity is called. Mostly it involved mason line and clouds of blue chalk followed by Kris marking the floor with a pencil, then marking it again, then asking me to mark it, then using the carpenter square to be sure. But we’ll still call it “snapping a chalk line.”]
Several hours later we were laying the bits and pieces near the wall by the light of the moon (and the single remaining functioning lightbulb in our kitchen). It’s almost there. Not quite, but almost.
Addendum The electrician called me just now to tell me that the bid should be in today’s mail.
Addendum to the addendum – Kris has informed me that she will be handling the social portion of our project, so I’ve forwarded all pertinent electrician and plumbing contact information to her.