As you may know, John is a high school science teacher, so as of June 24th he's hit the ground running on lots of house projects. In addition to the kitchen updates I'm about to fill you in on, he's also (in less than a week!) worked on:
Trimming the new basement windows.
Created a template for the stone fabricator to cut the master vanity counter top.
Cut and constructed our 10 closet drawers.
He's also making good on promises to help family and friends with their own projects. Oh, and doing odd jobs for Mrs. Lynch who he loves to work for. She's the best!
OK, so back at Content., the kitchen continues to ease forward like a herd of slow moving cows. Every step is calculated, but you seriously wish a cattle prod was more humane...
I'll admit it. I do take responsibility for dragging my feet on certain design decisions. Specifically, the kitchen sink. Which I shopped for, no joke, for 4 months. I repeatedly kicked myself for including a farm sink in our American Woodmark Cabinet design.
At the time, for me at least, a farm sink seemed so necessary. For the record, John could.have.cared.less.
As I was daydreaming of our, yet to be conceived, chubby child; adorably enjoying a bubble bath in our perfect farm sink, John was likely reminding me of the added expense, which I never heard on account of all the imaginary chapping and laughter.
Now 7 months later, a farm sink seems frivolous! $700, $800!? Forget our imaginary offspring, is 800 bucks really worth spending on a vessel to rinse our dirty dishes? "Rinse", we have a dishwasher for heaven's sake!