There’s a scene in Sex and the City where Charlotte York, totally exasperated with her fiancé Harry’s reluctance to confirm their wedding date, loses it and maniacally screams at him to: “Set the date, SET. THE. DATE“. That 30 seconds of TV history pretty much sums up how I’ve been feeling about the kitchen renovation project. Said kitchen has been emptied out and relocated to our bedroom since, oh ya know, MARCH. Not one to really let things go or linger longer than I think they have to, I’ve been in a perpetual state of wanting to get ‘er done! Note that I said longer than I think they have to, so I’ll point out that I haven’t the first clue of how involved the overall process is/was (there Joel, I admitted it). Now, I’m not saying we’ve been sitting around being lazy bums since March, just the opposite. Joel’s been quite busy but that doesn’t change the fact that when I turn on the AC I have to reach behind a spring-form pan to access the darn thing. So it’s with much glee that I get to say we finally SET THE DATE! The cabinets, sink and countertop are already purchased from Ikea and the installation date is SET for the end of October.
Seems like we’ll have a new kitchen just in time for Holiday entertaining:)