The house is nearing completion and it’s driving me crazy. Yesterday, we decided to pop by the house at 2am to measure our kitchen counter top because I was about to have a mental breakdown. As it turned out, it was indeed 11″ too long, which screws up the entire design of the kitchen cabinets. ELEVEN FUCKING INCHES! There’s no way we can’t demolish the beautiful structure and start over :(
# – My counter top. I was so happy and now I should probably start detaching myself emotionally. Chants to self: It’s only an inanimate object x 500.
Then we noticed that the electrician has completely forgotten about a powerpoint in the backyard for the washing machine. I nearly hyperventilated to death thanks to this nugget of information but fortunately, it’s only a small matter.
Well, don’t get me wrong, I love my contractor, he is honest and amiable, which truly are hard to come by qualities where contractors are considered. But besides that he’s every bit a typical contractor, and by that I mean his working style. It drives me completely over the edge. Dude doesn’t take down notes or worse, ask questions. “Just tell me, I can remember one”, sounds familiar? Everything has been great so far except for the funny episode of paint mixed-up but this kitchen counter top issue, GAWDDDD!!! The kitchen is MY domain, I AM SUPER ANAL. I hate myself. I need therapy.
/Breath in /Breathe out
Okay enough of rantings, lets move on to the good news. The upstairs floorings are in. We chose American Birch and they look great! Very pleased with our choice. The paints are almost done too except for the house exterior and thank goodness, they’re exactly how we want the walls to look, maybe better :)
# – Our masterbedroom has flooring now!
Man, I need to fill myself with positive thoughts and good karma these coming weeks. I gotta be a grown-up about this.
