The countertop guy came back today to measure again because he was wrong yesterday. When I examined the spots he marked for me to cut on the front of the cabinet, I realized his math was off. So, I made him come back out. Turns out I was right. Which is kinda scary when you think about it because if I hadn't double-checked his math, my countertops would not fit my cabinets -- not to mention, I would have totally screwed up my cabinet base.
The electricians came and finished up the trim work. They were a bit astonished to discover I had already moved two of the receptacles that were in the wrong spot, but at least I fixed it. They put in my pendants, too. The entire kitchen now has power. Yay!
Although I haven't yet heard from my contractor buddy, and I left him a message, he knows I will call him again tomorrow morning to make arrangements to move the refrigerator and my washer and dryer back into their respective spots.
The not-so-surprising development was the painters did not return. They were supposed to come back on Monday, but I imagine the scenario went like this: "Oh, man, I have a hangover this morning; I don't want to go to work today." Then, his painting buddy, whom he probably picked up hitchiking on Highway 99 says, "Me, too. But you know we are under the gun to get this done."
So painter dude says, "Yeah, she'll be really mad. What kind of excuse could we use? Hey, I know, I've got it. I'll say somebody died. Somebody in my wife's family. Yeah. That's the ticket. I'll say we have to go to San Francisco."
Of course, the painter promised to be here today at 2 PM. I called him at 2:30 and left a message. He never called and never came over. Now, I don't care if somebody really died or whatever his reason was, he made a promise to be here and he never even called me when he didn't show up.
So, I fired him. I left him a voice mail saying I'd pay him 50% of what we agreed to since he was 50% done. I hired another painter who works on Land Park homes and will be here at 8 AM tomorrow to finish the second coat and repaint the baseboards that #1 painter dude messed up.
My hood vent and dishwasher, which had to be reordered because they were damaged / wrong style on receipt, will be delivered tomorrow. At last. I called them 3 times a day since Friday. Except hood vent install guy's voice mail is full. I don't know when he'll get here now.
Never heard back from the Kitchen Design Center. I sent them two emails and left two voice mail messages. I do expect they will send the cabinet installers to cut out my sink area, but god knows when. If they don't handle this properly, I will post a less-than-desirable rating on Angie's List. See, this is the thing -- even if you can't handle a customer's request, you owe the courtesy of a phone call to say you are working on it. When nobody responds and nobody calls back, it is irritating. I would never in a million years do that to my clients.
Apart from showing one of the strangest homes I've ever seen in my life near the Med Center tonight, today has been pretty good overall.
So, how do you like the pendants and under cabinet task lighting?