Dinata Misovec

There was one truck in front of the house this morning.  The man was at the back rummaging around for something.

We were halfway up the driveway before I noticed a change.

We had a garage door.

We entered by the front door and saw that the microwave had been installed.

The linen closet in the master bath had been trimmed out so they can install the doors.

We looked around and didn’t see anything else new when we heard noise in the garage.  The A/C man smiled and posed for me, but I didn’t have the camera on and missed the shot.  He said he would have the air conditioning running soon.

We saw an electrician’s truck drive into the yard.  By the time I got to the back of the house, he had bashed several holes in it.  They needed to move the outdoor outlet.  He had bashed new hole number one that turned out to be solid concrete. Hole number two was going to interfere with a door.

So he moved to the far side of the sliding glass door and measured to match an outlet inside.

He whacked an exploratory hole with his hammer.

Then using only his hammer, he carved out a new hole for an outlet.

Back inside, A/C man was installing the thermostat.

We went home for lunch. I saw a picture that I missed on our house, on the next street over.  The truck lifted a whole pallet load of roof shingles and two men took them off the stack and placed them on the ridges one pack at a time.

I was beginning to panic over landscaping and called the landscaping company to inquire as to what day they will do our lot. The woman told me it would be September 9.  DARN!!  We are going to be at Joey Cumberland’s wedding in Solomons, Maryland that day. As I feared, I am going to miss the landscaping job.  I don’t know how they will manage to plant trees and shrubs without me here to supervise.

After lunch, we drove over to A Natural Farm to buy the things the developer’s landscaper doesn’t do.  I bought eight small blueberry bushes and one LSU Purple fig tree/bush. Then to make me feel better about sweet cherries not growing well in Florida, I got one avocado and one mango tree. Luc said he would deliver them on September 8. He does sell a Barbados Cherry, but we tasted some and they were very bland.

We went back to the house on our way home.  I had a clue what was going on inside before we got to the door.

Kitchen countertops! The man was so charmed by my excitement he laughed and posed as he greeted us.

I noticed that the white top was on the short wall of the shower stall.  Andy said it had been there in the morning.  I missed it.

The granite man was installing the kitchen sink. He had put glue or caulk on the rim and squeezed it to the underside of the countertop.

Then he got under the sink, put his cell phone on his chest for light, and screwed or bolted the sink in place.

The thermostat was installed and the air conditioning was running. Granite man had the doors open for fresh air.  That glue he was using was powerful.  I love the smell of it.

The bashed-in wall out back had already been repaired.  We had seen the stucco crew at a nearby house as we drove in.  We were surprised to see the old outlet still in place after the new one was installed.

I watched this delightful man drilling the hole for the faucet. He held the drill with one hand and the shop-vac hose with the other.

It made a lot of noise and very little mess.

They had left a piece of granite at the shop.  His coworker returned with it to install behind a counter.  It was just a bit too long.

He took it to the makeshift work table on the front porch and cut it. He told me to go inside because he was going to make a lot of dust.  I opened the parlor window and took a quick picture of him cutting.  Then I closed the window and took a breath.

The granite men were packing their tools to leave when another truck pulled up.  Three men were delivering bathroom sinks.

The granite men left and I took a moment to admire my kitchen.  With the lights on…..

And with the lights off…

I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE my kitchen!

Two men came in carrying the master bath counter top.

I am very happy with it.  It is Corian since I didn’t want to pay extra for granite in the bathrooms.  I like Corian just fine.  I would have chosen it for the kitchen if the granite had not been standard. The gray countertop is a lighter gray than in the kitchen and looks great with the cabinets and walls.

The guest bath countertop was too wide so they carried it back outside and set up shop behind their truck.  One of them cut a bit off each end of the piece, to keep the sink centered,

and then it fit just right.

Sister Ann inquired about the bathtub drain.  I haven’t kept that up to date.  All the water has been drained and the tub cleaned.  The stopper is still in it though.  There is still no faucet. It is still a mystery.

Here is a closeup of the kitchen countertop.  I do believe I see some brown in there. They call it black and the name is New Caledonia.  It looks like office building lobby floors or walls. I wasn’t sure about it.  I took a chance not going with the marbled style.  I am very happy with the look of it in the kitchen.  It is “the look” I was after.  Andy and the granite man agreed, “If Mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy”.

Mama’s happy.