Wednesday, August 16, 2006
I am sure many of you are familiar with the good ole' renovation two-step. You take two steps forward and one step backward. It's a common phenomenon. Sometimes you are prepared for it and then sometimes not.
Take for example, the fact that we had to cut up our lawn and patio to run electrical wire underground. I knew that was coming a while before it happened.
Or take the example of our roof tear off. I knew that there would be some damage, so I built up some resolve to deal with it.
But sometimes things happen with no notice. Things that can shake you to your very core. Things that test your resolve.
Today, one of those things happened here at my house. I'm showing you the good news i.e. two steps forward first, so be prepared for the blow.
While I was at work blissfully oblivious, our plumber came to install the pipe for the toe kick heater for the 2nd floor. This was one of the steps forward. The other step forward are the three rooms upstairs that are completely taped and now primed (see photos).
The one step backwards? I'm sure many will think me melodramatic (and I am being tongue in cheek here lest some take me too seriously), but what happened today will go down in infamy here at the 2-flat.
See, the walls from the upstairs kitchen don't line up perfectly with the walls from the 1st floor kitchen.
The pipes for the toe kick had to be run all the way down to the basement- through the 1st floor walls.
If you put two and two together, you'll realize that the unthinkable happened.
THEY CUT HOLES IN OUR KITCHEN WALLS!
Yes, this is the same kitchen that we slaved for over a year to complete ourselves. The one where we went without running water for almost a year. The one that we drywalled ourselves.
Quite honestly, when Steve called to warn me at work, I felt like they had cut holes in me. It really felt that bad. Or else, maybe like they cut holes in my dog. You get the idea.
I am sure it will come as no surprise that because we are so busy with "the wood", we are going to pay our crew to fix this as soon as humanly possible.
And what did I do when I got home today? Did I let it get me down? Did I drink myself into a stupor or eat a pink of Ben and Jerry's?? (actually I never do these things)
No, I sanded some more wood. I'm not licked yet!
My kitchen will be beautiful again as God is my witness.