Day 2 off with a bang

So Bob, the electrician, shows up at about 9 o'clock with an apprentice (Matt) in tow. They start looking at the wiring issues... Of course they aren't as simple as the project manager has said. The light switch didn't have any slack on the wire so they had to cut a hole in the wall near the ceiling and put in a new junction box then run new wire from it to the switch. They ran a new length of wire for the dishwasher and used the previous dishwasher wire for the switch to the garbage disposal. Then the microwave wiring created a problem. It had to be brought out through a hole further up the wall and an outlet box attached to it. There are holes and holes and more holes. All the while Bob is grumbling and muttering about how this was supposed to be a "simple" job, "piece of cake", "only take a few minutes"... and how he had so many other jobs on the go and he really didn't have time for this and Home Depot wasn't going to be getting his services any more. Then he got me to sign a work order and he's coming back to finish up the work after the rest of the cabinets are in.

Byron pointed out a problem with the drawings. The cabinet that the planner put in over the microwave isn't tall enough and the microwave will end up being over my head. So we called the project manager and ordered a taller cabinet. Which will be here in three weeks. The skinny cabinet that goes in next to the stove has a divider in it for trays and baking sheets. Well, the box it was in was completely intact, no dents or dings, but the divider was damaged when Byron took it out of the box. Great. Don't really care about the divider, but I PAID for it!

The contractor's coordinator just called to set up the final measure for the countertop. They can't do that until all the base cabinets are in place and secured to the walls. The guy is coming on Friday morning to do that. But the countertops can't go in until the 29th... the day I have to go back to work. Do I let Rick supervise? And then that means I can't start tiling until after that. But I can do the measurements, buy the tiles and maybe do some of the cutting in advance. Wunderbar.

Poor Bailey is once again tethered to the coffee table so she doesn't get in the way. She's being really good, even with all the noise and confusion. Better than I am, probably. Oh well, it won't last forever.