|Fridge drawers with cabinet covers that |
won't stay on. Hard to
open a drawer without the
panel because there is no handle.
Things could be worse. The flunkies could have stopped showing up back when we didn't have running water, or before the cabinets were in. It isn't like the kitchen is only a third of the way done. The thing is that I feel duped. The fact that all those last little pieces of the job aren't getting done is crazy frustrating.
This happened the end of May. It is now July. JULY. It is time consuming to call around and try to piece together the last bits of the kitchen. I feel like we spent way too much on the job for me to be trying to figure out what is left to do and who is going to do it. A guy, who came highly recommended, was going to work on a custom hood for us. He set up a few appointments in mid June, but never showed and now won't return my calls. Maybe one custom hood is too small a job for him.
|Bathroom. I was planning to do a |
gray color in there. Coach thinks
it would be easier to just
use the same color.
We take pictures of everything. When things aren't completed or when they are done incorrectly, we are scrambling to redo things or find someone who knows how to do what we need. For instance, the cabinet panels to the fridge drawers in the mini-island snack bar thing won't stay attached. We are now going to pay the appliance store that sold us the panel-ready appliances to re-attach the panels.
|Ah, a completed deck.|
The main two cabinets over the dishwasher don't open at the same time. If I am unloading dishes from the dishwasher, then a kid cannot open the adjacent cabinet with the cups in it at the same time. I described this issue to the cop that day when he stood at my car.
|No spacer between these cabinets. The|
doors buckle and then pop
open and whack together if they
are both attempted to open at the same time.
|See how close the cabinets are. |
Needed a spacer. To add one now would
involve taking these cabinets down
and would impact the crown molding, etc.
Oh how I wish that this industry wasn't SO impossible to regulate. I have heard many, many stories about jobs dragging on longer than humanly possible. Horrible work. Terrible communication.
Coach and his dad completed our deck in time for Mini's graduation party. It ended up raining for the entire day, so the deck wasn't needed but it looked great. It is also no longer the home to raccoons.
Coach has a patient who builds. We used his plumber to install the gas line that needed to be put in before the deck was finished. This patient has agreed to finish the kitchen for us, if we get him the materials. I did locate and order the tile that we needed to complete the back-splash behind the stove top. I am hoping that this other guy will come and look at our hood issue SOON.
Oh yeah, Tank created a fake email address. Under 'Connie Burn' - something he likes to say - Con and burn. Not sure what the heck it means but it has something to do with 'in your face, I just burned you'. He wanted me to email all the people whose emails I took note of in the office. He was like 'The fake email account is tied to my cell phone, Mommy, so they can't trace it to you.' Hmmm, not quite. I ditched my initial plan to send out an email. I did blast the flunkie company on Yelp though.
See, this is why it took me so long to write about. Do you feel drained? I do. At least I had my 'yippee ki yi mother beeper' moment when Babs left us alone in the showroom.