We got a call this morning from the granite fabricator. As they were cutting our slab yesterday, the granite cracked. They have to start all over again, and it's a four-hour process, so the soonest they can get the countertops to me will be Monday. Another weekend with a kitchen like this. Boo hoo!
But you know, I was thinking about all this. When I was growing up as the daughter of an Air Force enlisted man, moving from base housing in one state to base housing in another, I would never have dreamed of having such a nice kitchen, even with the old tile countertops. (I would never have dreamed of kitchens, but that's another story!) So to be able to afford nice granite countertops is totally a count-your-blessings kind of a thing. I can wait another few days.