We borrowed a co-worker’s dolly to move a piece of furniture over the weekend and decided to return it in “better” condition than what it was in before we got it. We were actually going to paint it pink, but a roll of hot pink duct tape was half the cost. Plus it was slightly less permanent, just perfect for our little joke.
The counter top folks called Thursday afternoon to say that they were running behind and could they do the install on Saturday instead of Friday. We had no real problem with that, so we were penciled in for between 8 and noon on Saturday instead of Friday.
On Wednesday we had scheduled delivery of our new fridge for Saturday afternoon. So wouldn’t you know it, the counter top people were late and the Lowe’s delivery truck was early. They followed each other down Boardman Road to our driveway. I climbed on the running board of the Lowe’s truck and asked if they had another delivery to make and then they could come back later. Nope. I told them the counter top folks are using the garage entry, so they could use the front door.
Trouble is, that way in has the narrower door to go through to get to the kitchen. They tried once and could not get through. They tried another angle and had to back up again. For attempt number three they finally relented and took the doors off. Guess what? That didn’t work either. They got the top part through the door but had to stop when the plastic panel on the bottom that covers the coil intake hit the door frame. That time they only had to back up a bit so the fellow on this side of the door could pop off the panel.
If they had just come back mid-afternoon or arrived at the time they were supposed to, they could have spent 10 minutes tops delivering the fridge instead of spending 45 minutes monkeying around trying to fit a 30″ wide appliance through a 28-1/2″ wide door.
The Miata has morphed from daily driver to weekend warrior, seems like the only time it gets to come out from under its blanket is on Fridays and Saturdays. That’ll be changing soon as the BKR is wrapping up. Tomorrow the counter top goes in and Monday the back splash goes up. Also on Monday the last bits of plumbing should get wrapped up, sink and garbage disposal hooked up, ice maker line run and the dishwasher all buttoned up. Tuesday the dumpster that blocks access to the garage goes away and then the Emperor will once again be allowed back into his throne room.
Plus, spring appears to be finally here and the weather will now be nice enough to actually enjoy riding with the top down for at least the evening trip home from work.
Even though today was Friday, it was a weekend day for us because the Valve Store ™ considers Good Friday a holiday, so we uncovered the Miata and drove it when we did our running around. After we got home for the day I took advantage of the nice weather and changed its oil and rotated its tires.
One of the Donna’s Canadian Cousins is in the Royal Canadian Mounted Police Pipe Band which marched in this year’s New York City St. Patrick’s Day Parade. It snowed.
Parade was not too long, only took 75 min to complete, it was the 3 hrs standing around in the holding area before marching off that was tough. But managed to make it. It’s been a long time since I last marched in a snowstorm.
Cousin John is a big guy and because of that he is in the back row, smack in the middle of the band’s official trip photo (Caution! 1.5M in size) taken in front of the UN after they had given a concert there.
The contractor did some work at our place today. The (nearly) last of the handles went on cabinets, they sanded and smoothed out the sheet rock to old wall joints and the under cabinet lights went up.
Our counter top install is scheduled for this coming Friday morning. Last Friday they measured and yesterday they called to ask how many holes we needed for our faucet. The answer was one. After Donna and my afternoon walk I had a voice mail on my phone from the counter top people, “Please call me I think I may have given you the wrong invoice. We may have charged you for the wrong sink.”
Our first quote from them was for a Large Single Bowl, 30 1/4″ x 18 3/16″ x 10″. We decided that that size sink was big enough for bathing babies or medium sized dogs. As we have neither and all Donna really wanted was a sink big enough to soak an 18″ cookie tray, we asked them to quote a Medium Single Bowl, 16 Gauge, 23 1/4″ x 18″ x 9″ one. When I told the woman that we wanted the medium bowl and had an invoice to that effect, she said she had ordered a large sink.
My first thought was, which I voiced to her, “Have they started cutting the granite yet?” My second thought was, which I kept to myself, Donna is going to has a fit, we will be cancelling this order and we will just have some plywood counter tops with a 5 gallon bucket as a sink and the garden hose through the window for a faucet. She told me, “They’re still cutting Thursday’s job,” and that she would see if she could get a medium sink.
An hour passed, I still hadn’t heard back and with that second thought looking more likely, I called back. “Oh,” she said, “I didn’t think I needed to call you back. We get our sinks overnighted from Atlanta. Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”
Phewww!
One of the open shelves in the new kitchen, the one above the stove, will have a couple of neat old metal cars in it. One of which reminded us of an VW bus we had back on Guam when we were first married. We got out the old photo albums looking for a suitable picture of us to add to the shelf. We found one of us standing near said bus, but for a couple of reasons, one of which would be that I’d have to explain what is happening, we didn’t want to use it. So we found this one of us taken on our wedding day by one of our witnesses just outside the courthouse where we tied the knot and thought it might do nicely.
No, that is not the courthouse we are standing in front of, it is the Chocolate House in the Plaza de Espana, which consists of a couple of buildings still standing of the Spanish Governor’s house from the 1600’s.
Seeing as we have cut the cable cord, the only games I can watch of the NCAA Men’s Basketball Tournament on TV are the ones broadcast by the local CBS affiliate. But because I have high speed internet, I can watch any game I want on my PC right from the NCAA’s web site. Full screen and in HD too.
Funny thing though, last night I was watching a game that was broadcast on TruTV when I noticed a To Log In: button with “Select TV Provider” written on it. I clicked it and to my surprise there was an Atlantic Broadband selection, unlike when I tried ESPN3, so I picked it and logged in with my email address and password. The video disappeared and was replaced by a “You do not have the proper TV package to view this game” text.
It was correct, as I don’t have any TV package, but once I logged out, I could watch any of the games on TruTV, TBS or TNT. So why log in?
