My husband and I are still tending to remodeling our kitchen. We are close, so close that we picked out and (finally) agreed on the tile that is going on our countertop.
We walked into a tile shop totally by accident. We were driving down the access road and I saw this sign: Floor and Decor that indicated a flooring place. I have never heard of it, even after all my flooring research. My husband, who had missed the turn because he was in the middle lane and it was way too busy to try to scooch over, begrudgingly turned the next street over and drove down a back way to get pretty much exactly where we needed to go.
We found the tile, the perfect tile. And now I have high hopes of finally having a countertop.
Before that, we had gone to another flooring place and got to listen to a special workshop with free lunch. A free lunch with cookies. So I’d say it was the perfect day.
One of the speakers at the workshop was talking of hiring your contractor. Before she spoke, we ran into each other and told her we were doing this on our own. After listening to her talk, I realize how small of a project we have taken on compared to what she discussed. But wow, has it seemed huge.
Remodeling together really makes you appreciate your other half. Or not. I’m thinking he might be on the Or Not side with me, if only because I’m ready for things to be done and he goes at his own pace. But I am being patient, about as patient as a girl can be.