Twelve, actually:
One person to tear out the countertop, after a plumber disconnects the sink.
Two more people to deliver and install the new countertop, and to accidentally sever some wires leading to the dishwasher.
Three supervisors to come and inspect the severed wire, and verify that it needs an electrician to fix it.
Two electricians (thank goodness I wasn't paying for their time; they worked for 2.5 hours)
One nextdoor neighbor and his carpenter to build a temporary prop for the breakfast bar and to critique the installation of the dishwasher.
The installation company supervisor, to check the dishwasher.
The plumber at 7:30 p.m. to reinstall the sink (I was paying for his time, and it wasn't pretty.)
Oh, and a 13th person: Me, to juggle all the phone calls and doorbells involved in the above, all while trying to participate on conference calls, too.
Photos to follow. Hopefully before Adam gets Internet access.
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Sounds like fun!
Hmm.
Option 1: direct non-english speakers in an attempt to feed Olympic athletes.
Option 2: direct contractors in an attempt to, well, do anything.
I'll go for option 1 any time :-)
Great blog! Although for this particular post, my reaction is Oy Vey! You deserve a gold medal for coordinating this project. I'm sure Adam will appreciate having a nicer place for his "mise en place" and subsequent cooking.
- Ilona
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