This was going to be my weekend off from the remodel
project. I was all excited about going
with friends to see the Moody Blues concert at the Fox Theater Friday night,
but early in the week I got a call from the cabinet guy who said that the rest
of the cabinets had arrived and he wanted to have them installed on Friday.
Hmmm… Dilemma… I briefly contemplated
trying to fly to Jacksonville on Friday morning and then fly home in time for
the concert but there were precious few available seats on the return flights
Friday afternoon. I called my friend who had invited me to the concert and
begged her to forgive me for bailing on the concert.
Free from my social obligation, I could fly to Jacksonville
on Thursday but the handles we had ordered for our cabinets had not arrived so
I decided to wait until Friday hoping the shipment would arrive. We REALLY
REALLY wanted the cabinet installer to install the handles because I’ve seen
OUR work and I wouldn’t hire us to do much of anything that requires precision.
I kept checking the knobs4less website to see if we had a tracking
number but there was no information. I had little hope of getting the
handles. We did get a delivery of the
power cords for the dishwasher and range, so that was good. Late Thursday
afternoon the handles arrived! Whooo
Hoooo!!!!
I wanted to go to my 6AM exercise class Friday morning but
that would be cutting it too close to make the 8:30AM flight so I skipped it. I
miss my exercise compadres when I don’t get to go. Misery loves company, you know!
The flight to Jacksonville went off without a hitch – I got
a nice aisle seat in the economy comfort section close to the front of the
plane. This is nice, not because I care about the extra room between the seats
but because I would be able to get off of the plane quickly. I was anxious to
get to Paws Awhile to oversee the cabinet install.
The drive from the airport takes slightly more than 30
minutes so I was at the condo by 10AM. Mike, the installer, was already there
& busy setting up for the installation.
It was a good thing I got there because his plans showed the
dishwasher to the right of the sink and I had decided that I wanted it to the
left of the sink. He wasn’t sure there would be room behind the dishwasher for
the plumbing but we did some measuring and decided it could be done.
I really like Mike, the installer. He is fun to banter with
while he works and he is incredibly precise with his work. He had done the
cabinet installations for two of my friends on the island.
I took a picnic lunch to the beach and watched dolphins
frolic in the waves and then took a walk down the beach. On my way back, I got a call from Mike
wanting to know where the handles were for the refrigerator. He needed to measure the depth of the refrigerator with the handles so he could make sure the cabinet doors would open. I told him I thought they were inside the
fridge but he said they weren’t. Then I started to panic, thinking maybe the
delivery guys hadn’t left me the handles.
I hoofed it back to the condo, opened the fridge and there they were, just
where I had told Mike. He looked sheepish and said, “Right next to the snake.”
Mike worked on the cabinets until around 4:30PM. He said he
would not be able to finish so he would be back the next day. While he was
packing up, my friends showed up to deliver a TV I had stashed in their car
when I learned they were driving down. Mike enlisted the help of my friend Brian
to move the refrigerator from the bedroom into its position in the kitchen. The
whole process was rather comedic. Mike and Brian got the refrigerator as far as
the bedroom door but couldn’t get it over the lip of the tile. They were
blocked into the bedroom. My friend Nancy and I were outside the bedroom but
unable to do much to help due to our wimpy girliness. I was worried that Mike
& Brian would be trapped until we could find help, but Mike decided he
could climb out the bedroom window and come back in the front door. With lots
of wiggling and grunting, they got the refrigerator into place. It looks GREAT! I was doing the happy dance.
Mike left and we went to the Surf to meet some other friends
for Happy Hour & dinner.
I woke up early the next morning & decided to install
the new TV. It is a SMART TV, meaning it
is probably ESU (Equipment Superior to User).
I moved the current TV to the master bedroom and put the new 39” TV in
the living area. 39” might be overkill for the small space.
Mike arrived around 9:30AM and started working. He was very
curious about the capabilities of the new TV so he inspired me to explore its
capabilities. I was able to watch
YouTube videos on the TV and project the desktop from my PC onto the TV. Pretty cool!
Mike was concerned about the plumbing so I sent a text to
Herb, the handyman, and asked if he could stop by to take a look. Herb felt
confident he would be able to connect the plumbing…. Something about a
shark-bite connection… Of course one
would use something like that at the beach.
Mike finished the installation and was ready for the
handles. He asked where I wanted them and I showed him that I wanted them at
the bottom edge of the cabinet. He said, “No, you can’t put them there.” He had
no real reason, but he just said it wasn’t done. We argued for a bit and I
finally gave in and put them where he said they should go. I was glad
afterward. They look great!
I went to lunch at Sliders with my friends and had a really
garlicy Caesar salad. I chewed gum on the way back to the condo, but when I got
there, Mike sniffed the air and said, “What did you have for lunch?”
By the time he finished and cleaned up, it was after 2 and I
hadn’t gotten to spend any time at the beach so I decided not to return to
Atlanta until the next day to give me a chance to enjoy the beach.
Before I went out to the beach though, I decided to see if I
could move the stove out of the bedroom. I pushed and pulled and pushed and
pulled and eventually got it into the kitchen. With my super-human strength I
was able to lift the microwave and put it on top of the stove leaving the guest
bedroom available to be turned back into a guest bedroom! I reassembled the bed frame and unstacked the mattresses and box springs.
The bedroom is now sleep-able,
although there is still a lot of stuff laying around.
I was on a roll so I decided to install the new kitchen
light. I built a tower using the laundry basket on top of the stove and
microwave where I could balance the light fixture while I did the wiring. I
thought it looked pretty good for amateur work. I wanted to install the new
dining room fixture too but didn’t think I had enough materials to build a
tower and I certainly didn't want to move the stove again!
I took a walk on the beach. It was beautiful. The weather
was perfect. The sun was setting and there was a nice warm breeze. I walked
down to the pier where some folks had hung hammocks under the pier. One was
hanging pretty high up. I was going to stop and ask them how they got up that
high, but it looked like more than one person in the hammock and I didn’t want
to disturb whatever they seemed to be doing.
I had a nice dinner at my friends’ house. She had just
gotten her kitchen remodeled too. Her faucet was still being installed (by
Herb, the handyman) when I got there. That gave me a chance to plead with Herb
to get my appliances installed as soon as possible. Herb said I might be in
luck because he had some sheetrock work lined up for the week and he might have
some down-time while he waited for the mud to dry. Oh, I hope so! It would be so nice to at least have the
ice-maker hooked up!
Sunday morning I got up early & made good time getting
to the airport. I got to the Sky Club about 7:15AM. I considered seeing if I
could get on the 7:30AM flight but decided to stick with my original plan for
the 8:40AM. Big mistake. I should have looked at the schedules board to see
that the 8:40AM had a mechanical delay. As I write this, departure time for the
8:40AM flight has been delayed to 10AM and now showing 1PM. There are two
flights that leave before 1, but they are rebooking everyone so I’m sure I won’t
get on any of them.
I am sitting in the Sky Club with a family of 6 (revenue) that
is trying to get to Salt Lake City. The surly teenagers are not taking the
delay very well.
I wouldn’t care except that little Lucy has a play date with
her little Chihuahua friends today and I will miss it. No matter though, Tony says it is supposed to rain in Atlanta so Lucy probably won't want to go anyway.
The Fly versus Drive decision is always a tough one. If everything works in my favor flying, I can make it door-to-door from my house in Smyrna to Paws Awhile in 3 1/2 hours. Driving would take about 6 hours. Today, flying; with things not working in my favor; will take at least 8 hours from door-to-door. I think I would still rather fly though, most of the time.
The Fly versus Drive decision is always a tough one. If everything works in my favor flying, I can make it door-to-door from my house in Smyrna to Paws Awhile in 3 1/2 hours. Driving would take about 6 hours. Today, flying; with things not working in my favor; will take at least 8 hours from door-to-door. I think I would still rather fly though, most of the time.