Sure, everyone tells you that home renovations are stressful. I didn't expect ours to be stress-free by any means. However, I also didn't expect it to be the nightmare that it has turned into. Almost 2 months without a functioning kitchen. Dealing with a Lowe's store that obviously hasn't trained their employees to know anything about kitchen renovations. Cabinets too big, counter too big. We're told it will be a week to get them back...that was on December 14th. We get a small piece of the counter and it isn't the style we ordered. So do we keep with that style or wait another month to get the one we wanted? Not worth it.
Now we have the replacement cabinets and counter and guess what? The counter doesn't work with our farmhouse sink. We might have to scrap it and buy a generic sink which breaks my heart. We've had that sink for 2 years just waiting to see it in that kitchen. It was going to be the centerpiece of the room. Granted, we are partly to blame for the counter not being compatible, but the moron on Lowe's didn't ask us any questions about the sink other than the size. We aren't experts...they are supposed to be. Now that moron isn't even working in the cabinets because of how royally he screwed up our kitchen.
Talk about squeezing the last ounce of excitement out of this project. Dan and I are so drained that we don't even care anymore. We just want a usable kitchen. My emotions are teetering on the verge of a mental breakdown...I've actually cried on the phone with the contractor now twice. He knows I'm pregnant but I still feel like a total idiot.
All I'm praying for is for something to go right at this point. Something. Anything. I don't know how much more I can take.