Sooo. I'm still alive. My kitchen is still dead. So obvs not much has changed 'round these parts.
Yesterday, Bob and I made our 5th (ish) trip to go look at countertops and backsplashes. After two hours in store #3, we made a decision. Then we got home after dinner last night and he wasn't so certain anymore.
We got engaged after two months of long distance dating. He made the decision to get down on one knee at our college apartment and give me his grandmothers ring after 9 years of friendship and 60 days of long distance dating. Give or take a few. Yet, he's waffling hourly about our damn backsplash and countertops. Omg.
We had our second air test this morning. Assuming this test comes back clean on Monday, we'll get to start actually rebuilding. Assuming we can agree on what's going back in there.
God help us next month we have to decide on hardwood floors.
