Kitchen Saga

Kitchen Saga: Drooling Over the Cabinets

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Our cabinet guy arrived about 9:30 this morning and we bombarded him with problems right off the bat.

I mentioned that the tile guy, erhm, sort of tiled our floor crooked, right? Well, the cabinet guy will now have to compensate for that when he puts the cabinets in so that they line up with the grout line.

I don’t think he was too happy about that.

Then he told us that the pipes that Kevin shortened (Kevin chopped the shut-off valves off because they were leaking and it would be easier on the cabinet guy to have them off so he wouldn’t have to knock a huge hole out of the back to make room for the plumbing) were too short – he needed to add another length of pipe to it. So Kevin had an unexpected project that he needed to get done right away and he wasn’t too happy about that because he needed to get back to work, but you know, it is what it is.

Then, the cabinet guy called me in to tell me that the floor was sloped on the opposite wall (naturally) and that that would affect how we put in the back splash. (He just wanted to tell me so we didn’t blame him later).

And in the middle of all of this, Kevin had to shut off the water so he could fix the pipes (I was doing dishes – fun) and I ended up fielding two phone calls at the same time – one from our new appliance guy and one from the charity that we’ve asked to come by and get our old appliances.

I have felt like a juggler living in a fun house today – juggling all sorts of things at the same time and dealing with a crooked house that is giving us nothing but issues, issues, ISSUES!

*SIGH*

I’m so glad this project is nearly finished – I’m sure you’ll be glad, too. πŸ˜€

However, I peeked at the work done so far and OMG, I have to tell you, I am LOVING THE CABINETS!!! And I am totally digging the doors. I can’t wait to show you guys. (I’ll take before and after pictures soon.)

Kevin’s dad came over to take a look at our floor last night. We had gone out for some Chinese food and when we returned, he was busy studying our new floor. He’s actually built some houses before so he knows what he’s talking about and is pretty experienced in fixing problems. (Not that that implies he caused problems when he built houses, only that he has experience … oh never mind).

He told us the tile issue wasn’t the worst he’s ever seen (he was probably being nice), but he gave Kevin some ideas on how “they” (I think it made Kevin feel better that his dad was willing to help him out) could fix it. I’m so grateful that J came over because he seemed to calm Kevin down quite a bit.

Kevin doesn’t get upset very often, but when he does, it’s not pretty.

As the tweet above says, we’re pretty sure that whoever built this house was drunk at the time because wow, our kitchen is OFF. It’s off by two inches on one wall and the floor slopes downward on the other wall. So either this old house has done some serious settling or someone had one too many “refreshments” when they were measuring.

Either way, it’s been frustrating to try and work around. All I know is, I don’t know what I would have done without Kevin and his dad – if it had just been me dealing with this issue (HA! Yeah right, I would have moved than deal with a remodeling project like this on my own), I don’t think I could have handled it.

That makes me sound weak, let me rephrase that – I COULD have handled it, but I’d most likely be 10 pounds lighter from the stress if I had.

On second thought, maybe I should take the initiative and take control of this project – I could stand to lose ten pounds.

Anyway, between manipulating the cabinets and fudging the trim a bit, I think we can make this work. No one will be the wiser – well, except for the entire Internet, but you know what I mean.

The big stuff on this project is nearly over. Our new appliances will be delivered tomorrow and once we have our old appliances hauled off, Kevin will be able to use his side of the garage again.

I’m REALLY ready to have my house back. I’m getting pretty tired of having all of these strange men running around. Oh wait, we still have the counter top guys coming in to measure their template – I forgot about them. We’ll be using our old counter top (Kevin made them so we were able to salvage them) in the meantime.

But after THAT, things should slowly start getting back to normal. We plan on painting and doing the back splash last and I can’t wait to “tweak” things a bit and make them look pretty. I’m planning on throwing out a lot of junk and cleaning things up a bit so everything that goes into our new cabinets will be stuff that we actually need and use.

After being in this house for almost 18 years – we have a LOT of crap to get rid of.

Kitchen Saga

Kitchen Saga: ‘Da Floor

And ladies and gentlemen, we have FLOOR!

The tile guys, (it was a father / son combo – how cute, right??) came over on Monday. They finished up late last night. I can’t believe how fast they got it done! They did our kitchen, utility room and the pantry. Kevin cut a hole in our pantry floor so he would have indoor access to our crawl space (clever, right??), and the guy was able to tile that door and make it look uniform with the rest of the floor.

He really did a beautiful job.

Our tile is called “nutmeg” and it looks like the spice – it’s brown with dark swirls. Kevin is not crazy about the swirls, and they’re growing on me, but I think they give it character and I’m okay with it. (The sample we saw didn’t have the swirls. Here’s a tip to anyone shopping for tile – look at more than one square). It also has a “distressed” feel to it and yes, we’re doing our kitchen in “earthy” tones.

Overall, we’re pretty happy with our floor.

There’s only one problem.

It’s not straight.

Apparently, our room is crooked. There is one wall that actually slopes inward and there’s a whole inch difference. Only, the tile guy didn’t realize this until it was too late (he shouldn’t have assumed the room would be all one size – older houses are often crooked due to settling, etc. However, lesson learned on his part). So the tile along that one wall (the left wall in the picture – I cut it off because it’s so embarrassing) are not straight. In fact, they gradually shrink to a sliver by the end of the wall.

To say Kevin was NOT happy would be putting it mildly. See, he’s done tiling – lots of tiling, so he KNOWS how it’s done and he can’t understand why the guy didn’t begin in the middle of the room and work outward as opposed to starting on one wall. It has really bugged and upset him. So today, he called the company we bought the tile from and he, and our tile guy, came over at lunch today to “discuss” it.

Though Kevin had a valid complaint and the guy really needed to see what he did wrong and why it’s unacceptable, I felt sorry for the dude. Here he is, his boss on one side, his customer on the other side and he’s having to juggle both defending himself and admitting he shouldn’t have assumed the room was an even rectangle.

I just awkwardly stood to one side and wished the new floor would suddenly crack and swallow me whole.

At any rate, we’re going to talk to the cabinet guy tomorrow and see if he can’t fudge one side of the cabinets about an inch to make it line up with the floor. And between the cabinets and the fridge, most of that side of the floor will be covered. However, there is one area that will be noticeable and the tile guy said to call him when our cabinets were in and he would come back over and manipulate some trim so that he can hide that one small part that is visible.

I’m honestly okay with this. It’s not the guy’s problem that our room is crooked and even though he might have done things differently, he honestly thought it would look better this way and as I said, the rest of the room just looks fantastic. (Now if this had been an issue along the right wall, then I would have had a BIG problem with it because that side? Will be nearly all open and very visible). And we can cover this – no one will be the wiser. But Kevin is still pretty upset about all of this. THIS is the biggest reason why he does things himself – because he knows it will get done right and will be done to his expectations.

At any rate, we’ll fix this. I’m confident our cabinet guy will get us taken care of (we can’t be the only house that has crooked walls) and it’s going to look fantastic.

I’m expecting the cabinet guy to be here for about three days. We’re going to call our appliance guys so they can deliver our new appliances on Friday.

We found a charitable organization that might take all of our old appliances off our hands, I hope.

In the meantime, we no longer have to walk outside and around the house to get to our fridge, which is in the garage – we can walk on our new kitchen floor and THAT is really satisfying.

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Can We Talk?

Am I Being a Bad Mother By Making My Kids Go to School Every Day?

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First, let me just say that I would never presume to know what is best for YOU or YOUR children. Everyone is different – every family has different needs. What works for me might not work for you and vice versa. So there is honestly no judgment from my end. I mean, sure, I have opinions and I may disagree with you, but ultimately, it doesn’t matter what I think, it’s YOUR life and YOUR decision.

With that said, I don’t necessarily agree with parents who take their kids out of school for family vacations or some other “fluffy” excuse – and by fluffy I mean “fun” activities of some sort (educational or not). Deaths in the family and other such emergencies are completely different and often times unavoidable.

I think parents who take a laissez faire attitude toward school attendance are honestly sending the wrong message. To me, and this is what I teach my sons, school is of the utmost importance right now – it’s their job. I fully expect them to give 110% to their studies and to do the best they can possibly do (and I’ve learned, in just the past several years, that that doesn’t necessarily mean straight “A’s”).

When my children are feeling under the weather, they go to school. The only way I will allow them to skip out of school is if they have a fever or are throwing their guts up. And I know that makes me sound mean, and I often times FEEL mean for enforcing that rule, but let’s be realistic here, life simply doesn’t stop because you have the sniffles. Life can’t be put on hold because you have a headache and I think it’s crucial that I teach my boys that there will be days you feel less than 100% and guess what, you still have to go to work. You still have obligations and duties that must be met and taken care of. I hope, by being strict about this rule that they condition themselves to trudge through those days and develop a strong work ethic.

This is important to me because I used to be a manager and I had to deal with the people who consistently called in “sick” (and they may well might have been, but I’m betting that they weren’t all the time) and who were unreliable. It was incredibly annoying and inconvenient, not to mention unfair to the people who pulled the extra weight. People who routinely take days off because they have a minor illness (like a headache or cramps) or who think they are somehow entitled to an extra day off for whatever reason, rarely succeed in life because they think that the world revolves around them and their needs.

Um, no.

HOWEVER, however … I agonize over this issue. I tear myself up whenever I make them go to school when I know they’re feeling bad. I hate myself for being so militant when it comes to their attendance. For some reason, I just go nuts at the thought of them missing school and if you want the God’s honest truth, I’m not quite sure why I’m like that.

Perhaps I’m afraid they will fall behind and give up as opposed to working that much harder to get caught back up. Perhaps I’m afraid they will break their momentum and never really find their stride again. They’re both really good students – I think I’m loathe to rock the boat. Everything is going so well at this point …

But being too militant is not a good idea, either. Since they are such great students, don’t they deserve a break once in a while?

I hadn’t really thought about the benefits of allowing the kids to stay home say, on their birthdays, or to take some time off for a family vacation, but after watching this video and reading some of the comments, I can see the attraction. We have certainly had some GREAT family vacations and I know that the boys will remember playing “Settlers of Catan” with me and Kevin because we have truly had some great laughs from that game.

So why wouldn’t I want to do something like that more often? Why am I so hard-nosed when it comes to them going to school?

Now granted, I’ve allowed them to take the rest of the day off after they got their braces put on – I’m not cruel.

But I am hard. And I’m strict. And though I think that’s a good thing, that it teaches them some valuable lessons, I also think I could relax my choke hold a bit and allow them to have fun once in a while.

I really like the idea of allowing the kids to take off on their birthdays. Jazz’s birthday always falls on spring break (except for last year for some reason), so he’s always off on his birthday.

But Dude nearly always has to go to school on his birthday and you know what? Why not allow the kid to take his birthday off this year? He’ll be 18, that’s definitely a reason to celebrate, right? I mean, what’s the big deal? It’s only one day.

BUT – if he misses his birthday, he’ll ruin his perfect attendance record. Yes, as of now, Dude has not missed one day of high school (any absences have always been excused). If he can continue this streak, he’ll be recognized at graduation and given an award.

And I’m insanely proud of that accomplishment – though I often wonder if I’m more proud of it for him or for me. I skipped a lot of school when I was a senior (no reason, other than I was being a brat), and I think that part of me wants to make up for that through Dude.

Yes. I realize that’s not fair to Dude.

But another big part of me is proud of that because I think it sends a message, overall. That I thought it was important enough to make sure my kid made it to school every day and by doing that, I’m teaching him so many important life lessons. Or am I more concerned at being seen as “superior” in front of other parents?

And I realize his perfect attendance is no guarantee that he’ll be this super employee – he might be really lousy as a rebellious way to get back at me; I hope not, but I know it could happen.

I don’t know. I guess I always looked at the weekends as the boys’ days off and why would they need a day off during the week? They had two days off to goof around and be lazy. I guess I’ve never seen the need to take a day off during the week. They’re at school for six hours, not ten. And let’s not forget all of these piddly government holidays and breaks. To me, it just didn’t make sense for them to take off additional days.

Am I missing something?

I honestly struggle with this issue. And it’s not JUST this issue, it’s the whole “am I being too strict” issue. I’m pretty hard on my boys, especially when it comes to education and I suppose that’s because I desperately want them to succeed in life. Even though I realize that having a good education is no guarantee that that will happen, I think it’s an important leg up, so to speak.

But when I read the comments on this video, I realized that making those memories, that learning outside the classroom, is equally, if not MORE, important.

I don’t know. Just when I’m feeling like I have this whole motherhood gig “balanced” and I’m doing an okay job, I see videos (and read comments) about issues like this, and I wonder just how “well” I’m doing, you know?

What do you think – is it okay to allow kids to miss school occasionally for vacations, field trips or mental health days?

Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction: Alone Once Again

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Fiction under 250 words.

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β€œMom! I need a washcloth!”

β€œMommy, I need help with a word!”

β€œI can’t believe you washed my favorite t-shirt, mother. Now it’s too small!”

Faye sighed and dropped her head in her hands. She was so tired. She had just finished working a 50-hour workweek and she wasn’t sure she had the mental energy to deal with her three demanding children.

Not now. Perhaps not ever.

She cringed as she heard her oldest daughter bicker with her middle son. Standing, she walked to the door and quietly closed it with a decisive snap. She needed a few minutes to recharge her batteries.

She leaned against the door and tightly closed her eyes.

β€œSix months, eight days and,” she cracked her eyes open to glance at the clock, β€œtwelve hours,” she murmured softly as her gaze shifted to the framed picture of a handsome man in Marine uniform. β€œI don’t think I can do this without you,” she whispered.

She didn’t have time to cry. She didn’t want to cry. She needed to cry.

Faye cleared her throat to regain equilibrium and walked over to the laundry basket. Memories of Charlie began a sneak attack on her senses, but she abruptly stopped that train of thought and gave herself a little mental shake.

Picking up the laundry basket, she glanced out of the window to see her elderly neighbors, walking down the street, hand-in-hand. They looked relaxed and happy.

They were together.

Dropping the laundry basket, she burst into tears.

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Want to play? Let’s concentrate on the emotion “grief” this week.

All you have to do is write 250 words (no MORE) about any scene you heard, witnessed or imagined. You can either post your own flash fiction on your blog, or post it in the comment section!

Either way – do it now. Don’t wait. Don’t make excuses.

Monday Stuff

Monday Mentions

Kevin and I watched “Word Wars“. It’s a documentary about the world’s best Scrabble players.

Warning: If you’re not feeling too good about yourself, then don’t watch this because these dudes? Are freaking smart!! It’s really quite amazing.

And impressive.

But mainly intimidating. I only thought I was halfway decent at the game – um, no, I’m like a new-born babe compared to these dudes.

But if you’re a word nerd and you like this sort of stuff, it’s a really interesting watch. (If foul language offends you, then you might not want to watch it).


I thought this was an interesting article:

When the Best Rx Is No Rx
In Treating Ear Infections, a Push to Avoid Antibiotics; Persuading Parents to Wait and Watch

Apparently, more and more doctors are trying to persuade parents with children who have ear infections to try the “wait and see” method before resorting to antibiotics. The doctors say that a lot of times, the body will heal itself and the ear infection will heal on it’s own.

A growing number of studies have shown that most children with ear infections recover well without antibiotics, with little risk of more serious complications. Research in the journal BMJ in June even suggested that children who got antibiotics might be more likely to have recurrent infections.

If, after a few days, the child is not feeling better, the parent can call the doctor’s office and they will prescribe an antibiotic over the phone.

My first reaction, when reading this, was WOOT! ‘BOUT TIME! I mean, our bodies are pretty amazing machines – they’re equipped to fight off things like this.

Allan S. Lieberthal, a pediatrician at Kaiser Permanente in Los Angeles who is chairman of the current guidelines-writing effort, tells parents that the chance of a child getting better within a few days without an antibiotic is about 80%, while with the drug it is around 90%.

However, thinking back to the time period when MY boys were little and suffering from an ear infection? I’m not sure I would have gone for this option. It’s hard enough to watch your child suffer from something, it would be DOUBLY hard to allow them to suffer.

Some parents say that once a bacterial infection has been diagnosed, they’re not comfortable leaving it untreated. Some also push for the quickest possible recovery so their children can return to school or day care. In a survey of primary-care doctors published in 2007, 65% said parents’ demand for antibiotics was the most important barrier to holding off on prescriptions.

So, are parents relying on drugs to heal their children so they can hurry up and resume life? Probably. Who has time for a sick kid?

Anyway, I found this article interesting because in a day and age where there is a pill for everything, and people have sort of expected to be prescribed a pill every time they go to the doctor (whether it’s truly justified or not), I thought this approach was rather “radical.”

I wonder if parents will go for it?

Would you?


Here’s another interesting article I stumbled upon this past week:

Eliminate senior year of high school? Utah lawmaker says the move would save money

Would students miss much if the state eliminated grade 12 to save money?

State Sen. Chris Butters, a Republican representing an area just west of Salt Lake City, is getting some national attention for a plan that would provide incentives for students to get the necessary graduation requirements completed by the end of their junior year.

β€œThere are some [students] that really have a great 12th grade, but you talk to 100 kids and their parents, and I believe the majority of them will say, ‘Well, my kid didn’t do much in the 12th grade,’” Buttars told Schencker. β€œEverybody wants to talk about change … But to tell you the truth, they’re scared to death of it.”

About half the state’s high school seniors would have to leave early for the state to save the $60 million.

Wow. I’m honestly not sure how I feel about this – even a week later. My very first reaction was like, “Are you kidding me?! No way!”

But then I thought, “Well. The only required course Dude has to take his senior year is an English class – everything is else is cheese.”

Granted, important and interesting cheese, but cheese, none the less.

I can see why Utah would consider eliminating 12th grade. And it would save them a lot of money.

But at the same time, are kids mature enough to hit the real world running at 17? I’m pretty sure Dude’s not ready, but then again, if he had been mentally prepared for it to happen, he probably would be.

I just don’t know how I feel about this proposal.

What say you? Were you ready to graduate when you were 17?


Yet another article …

The $555,000 Student-Loan Burden

Holy. Freaking. Bank. Balance. Batman.

Can you imagine, I mean, really imagine, owing half a million dollars JUST in student loans?!?

I honestly can’t fathom it. Let’s be real, will this woman EVER get this loan paid off?

Truly?

Granted, she didn’t have to keep deferring her loans, (which is really what got her into trouble), but let’s say she hadn’t …

should it really cost $250,000 to go to med school?!

THAT right there is where our education system fails us, I think: the cost. That’s insane. And it discourages people to go into the field, or to further one’s education – who wants to graduate from school owing that much money? Oh sure, you can get a job paying the big bucks (which is really the reason anyone goes into medicine – the crazy salary. Yes, some go into the business because they truly want to help people, but let’s get real – the money doesn’t hurt), but think how long it would take for a loan that size to get paid off.

Years.

Decades.

If we want more people to pursue an education then we honestly need to do something about the COST of said education.

Don’t you agree?


It is so refreshing to read a POSITIVE story about weight gain and athleticism for a change.

Ice dancer Belbin has put on weight, and she couldn’t be happier

It’s about time and kudos to Belbin.


And speaking of weight …


The Cost of Being Fat : $100,000 Over a Lifetime

The Council on Size & Weight Discrimination cites several studies in the last decade that show the financial affects of weight discrimination in the workplace. Here are some of the more shocking figures:

* Heavier workers earn $1.25 an hour less than their average-weight peers, adding up to a $100,000 difference in a 40-year career.
* Additional weight hurts women even moreβ€”slightly overweight women can expect a 6% pay discrepancy, whereas more obese women make 24% less.
* A survey of people 50% over their ideal weight showed that 17% were fired or pressured to resign because of their weight.

A 2009 Weight Bias Study from Yale (PDF) showed that a job applicant or employee’s weight had a considerable effect on employment decisions such as hiring, placement, and coworker evaluations. According the study, β€œit was demonstrated that overweight job applicants and employees were evaluated more negatively and had more negative employment outcomes compared to non-overweight applicants and employees.” []

Perhaps the most shocking fact of all is that weight discrimination is almost perfectly legal. Only one state (Michigan) features legislation against weight discrimination. There have been individual cases where employers’ policies have been ruled against, but the standards that protect individuals’ rights against age, race, religious, and gender discrimination offer no such shelter to the obese. Obviously, we have to ask . . . should they?

Comments?


And one last thing …

You know what I don’t get? How this administration rallies against the elite & yet they ooze elitism. How ironic.

Seriously. Click over and tell me what you think.

It REALLY makes my blood boil.


I have many more links / articles to share with you, but I think I’ll save them for another time.

I’ve posted these, and so many more, on my Twitter account if you want to keep track.

Kitchen Saga

Kitchen Saga: Gutted

I think our kitchen is now fully gutted.

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The tile is gone.

The backer boards are up (thank GOD. What a process).

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Kevin sawed our faucets off, capped them, and then replaced the flooring yesterday. He capped the pipes because:

1. The hardware was rusted and the shut-off valves were leaking.

2. To avoid having to punch a huge hole in our new cabinets to make room for the new hardware. Now, all the cabinet guy has to do is make two small holes and fit the cabinet down over the pipes. Then Kevin can take the caps off and put our new hardware on.

Isn’t he smart?!

(Actually, that wasn’t his idea – that was the plumber’s idea. Shh).

And speaking of the plumber:

The guy came over on Friday to give us an estimate on the plumbing work – i.e. running a line to our fridge for the ice maker.

Even though Kevin can do this, he really doesn’t have the time, nor the energy, quite frankly, to fool with it. So, we’re going to hire the plumber to do it. And even though the plumber offered to do the rest of our plumbing jobs for us (i.e. hook the garbage disposer back up), Kevin is going to do that to save us some money.

Because as usual, they wanted to charge too much.

Kevin also crawled under the house to brace the floor. After he did it, he wasn’t sure it was necessary, but now our floor is doubly reinforced.

While under the house, he noticed we had mold. He’s been struggling with trying to keep the underside of our house dry for years (putting in a sump pump, which helped, but still doesn’t quite do what he wants it to do) as our house is sort of on a slope and when it rains heavily, it’s like a river under our house.

Now we’ll have to research how to get rid of mold so we’re not breathing toxic fumes.

It’s always something, isn’t it?

I vacuumed down the walls yesterday. They were coated with dust and I won’t even tell you how many cobwebs we had – it’s quite embarrassing. But suffice it to say, I think they are clean enough to put primer on – which is what we have planned for today.

Kevin wants to paint the ceiling and I’m going to paint the underside of the soffits because they’re black and quite nasty.

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I want to get those painted before the cabinets go in. I think, with the boys’ help, we can get all of that done fairly quickly.

We’re also moving the rest of our crap out today – the fridge, the range, the table with all the junk on it, and the washer and dryer.

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Our utility room sits right off our kitchen and leads out to the garage. We’re going to have that room, as well as the pantry, tiled tomorrow.

That’s really all we have planned for today. I think we’ve gotten to the point where we are sick to death of this project, but we’re on the downhill slope now. The kitchen has been gutted, now it’s time to put it back together again.

We will be without a range and a washer and dryer for several days. This means we’ll be forced to eat out, though I’ll probably cook something in the crockpot one day and Kevin might grill something so we can save some money, but quite frankly, I’m now behind in my work, Kevin still has a job to go to and honestly? Eating out is easier and less messy so it’s a viable option right now.

We’re going to plug our fridge up in the garage so we’ll have a way to keep our food from spoiling while we wait for our new fridge to be delivered and hooked up. We plan on getting rid of the range, the washer / dryer and the fridge this week sometime. I’m going to call some charities (I think Kevin mentioned that the Boys’ Club was interested) so that they can take those items off our hands.

Kevin’s parents have graciously offered us Nanny’s (Kevin’s grandmother who passed away several months ago) washer and dryer, which are virtually brand new, so that will save us some money having to purchase new ones.

All of our appliances are fifteen years old and older and on the verge of conking out. In fact, we couldn’t have timed this renovation better because honestly, it was time for an overhaul (our dishwasher died the last time I used it).

Tile guys are scheduled to be here first thing in the morning. We’re really looking forward to getting that done and we’re praying we picked out something that will look good and we can live with for many, many, MANY years because trust me when I say, we will NEVER do another kitchen renovation again, at least, in our lifetime.

This has been a major pain in the butt and it’s not over yet. BUT, I think our hardest part is nearly over and we can sit back and allow others to put it back together for us.