I took a nap. But I slept lightly. When I heard a truck pull up I woke up to wave to them. I don't have any house numbers up right now, but they seemed to have figured it out okay.

A month ago I was told that I'd have to pay a per-box fee for them to bring them into the house since there are stairs (2 of them). I was supposed to let my contractor know when they were going to arrive so I could arrange to have someone else do the carrying if I wanted to avoid that charge. I did tell my contractor, but today no one showed. I guess I never called him with an exact time to show up (for obvious reasons, eh?), and he just didn't follow up proactively, so in the void I took delivery of the cabinets myself and the guys were nice enough to bring them all into the dining room.

"After" I was not able to stand in the same place. The boxes take up about half of the volume, or at least the floor space of my dining room--for the record, the biggest room in the house. I backed the camera up to the front window in order to get the "after" shots. Also from the "kitchen" and living room angles.



2 comments:
Well, so much for all that great open space. Now you really do have your work cut out for you. (or for somebody) Love, Mom
I know. I cried a little tear when I put the kick plate in the corner and realized how much space the cabinets will take when they're in place.
I've got my work cut out for a whole team of somebodys. I wonder if all my people understand how much I really rely and depend on them. I'm a lucky remodeler. For all my slowness, things are going pretty good, and I haven't (yet) lost my mind.
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