The Kitchen

I finally came home from my self-imposed exile to my mother's house yesterday.  The floor in our kitchen was done (and it is exactly what you would expect from a rental project where someone is trying to save money... I mean it's pretty ugly) and there is a hole where supposedly a new dishwasher will be someday.

I also came home to this note from the general contractor:

 

Most of the note was "blah blah blah" except for that last line.  In case you can't read it, right under the line on the paper, it says: "Please check under sink for leaks."  Typically when the general contractor leaves that in a note then you know bad things might happen.

Well, right now there is a bucket under my sink and the general contractor is coming back this afternoon to fix the leak that I found last night.  Let's hope there is a solution other than wait for the dishwasher (which may or may not be coming). 

But a friend is coming to visit this weekend so I plan on enjoying myself and won't be blogging tomorrow night because we're going out to dinner.  Probably steak.  She's from Texas.  And, let's face it, some stereotypes exist because they are true.

Enjoy your weekend!