Making me look like a fool

I really don't know how he did it but there you have it The Misses exterior light. Okay so it is just the rough-in portion, but everything is there to make our backyard light up when we flip a switch. When I removed the window and installed the door The Misses got it in her head that she wanted a light for outside the door. Of course she tells me this after I had repaired the drywall, installed the trim, and painted. From the very notion of the light I had said "absolutely not". I told her that I would have to cut out large sections of drywall and it wasn't worth the hassle.

It isn't that I don't know how to repair holes in drywall. I think it was 13 years ago that I was taught how to make a drywall repair. I think it is the only time in my life that I let my emotions get the best of me. I don't know what my girlfriend and I was talking about, but something set me off. We were sitting in my parents family room having a heated discussion about something. I remember getting up to get away from the situation and as I left the room I tapped the wall. I really must not have known my own strength because my hand went right in the wall. To make matters worse my Pops had just finished painting that area a few months before. I knew I was in trouble but instead of beating my ass, Pops just used this as a learning experience. He went through the details to patch the wall, but made me do all the work.

Who would have know 13 years later I would be installing a wall in my house using everything he had taught me. I still feel bad about the hole, to this day if you look hard enough at the wall you can see the awful patch job I did. Luckily my skills have gotten a little better, but I wouldn't have had a clue what to do if it wasn't for that little burst of emotion.

Since we were already tearing drywall out and making patches for our new kitchen, I decided The Misses could have her light. When the Electrician was finished he made me look like a fool. Not one hole. When I asked him how he did it, all he could say was "it's a trade secret". Trade secrete or magic I don't care, all I know is he saved my walls from being peppered with horrible drywall patches.

A quest to finally get a dishwasher!

So there you have it, our crappy little kitchen. The Misses an I knew exactly what we were getting into when we bought our little house in the Ghetto. Now that we have a fence it is time to move onto the kitchen. For the last year and a half we have been doing the dishes by hand everyday, and for the last year and a half we have been complaining about it everyday. Now that the Misses is in school full time, working full time, and being a Sergeant part time I seem to be stuck doing all the dishes all the time. This has made the quest for the dishwasher all that more important.

The size of our kitchen makes it so that only one person can be in it at a time to cook (which is really no big deal. Com'on seriously, what couple out their really cooks together?). Getting a dishwasher in this small space has made us get creative with the layout. Right now it is a classic "U" shape, but the size allows no room for a dishwasher. We have thought about just one of those roll-a-way models, but there is no where to store it. So to the drawing board I went. I finally decided to tear out the peninsula, this allowed for a dishwasher to sit next to the sink. But that left us with even less of the precious counter and cabinet space. The remedy for this is cabinets and counter where the railing for our stairs is.

Okay so tear out a few cabinets and install some in another place. No big deal right? Wrong. This means new flooring, new appliances, removing that stupid soffit above the upper cabinets, lights, a new door and....oh yeah and an electrician to wire for a dishwasher (and The Misses exterior light I told her would never happen. Amazing how she ends up getting everything she wants). Luckily I can do most of the work, and that which is to much for me I know someone that can do it for a good price.

And so it begins, my quest for a dishwasher.

Yes Pops, that is your saw (in case you are looking for it).