Even though it's not done yet.
Because the contractor, I fear, has gone missing - as is the way with all our construction projects.
Hooray! Bubba and I will be hanging lights, wiring outlets and installing baseboards this weekend! Why, that's exactly what I wanted to do on the first hot weekend of summer!
Anyway - The (unfinished) Bar:
|I'll have a Hendrick's and tonic, STAT.|
You'll notice it doesn't have any baseboard trim, two of the cabinets don't have knobs, the window is missing the top of the frame, wires are exposed and we don't have overhead light fixtures. It's sort of like the Where's Waldo of unfinished construction projects. Or like those US Weekly sections that have you find what's different between the two photos of Britney flashing her crotch on a limo exit. (Hint: She's not wearing underwear in either one.)
But we do have booze and cheese.
|Gin to bourbon: We need a drink!|
|OH THE HUMANITY.|
I'm not really sure when this will all be finished to my satisfaction, but if history is any indicator, most of it will be done after this weekend because HELLO I'm not looking at bare cabinet asses for the rest of my days and I really want to flip on the overhead lighting and admire its super cuteness.
|If ever there was a light fixture you could hug, right?|
And, really, the bar stools look a bit strange hanging out there in front of the the unfinished cabinets. And, plus, I'm a psycho and I like things to be *justannoyinglyso* and right now they are so not justso. ANNOYING. Right?
Not that this is stopping us from using the bar. Because it's not. In addition to this debut you see before you, we've used the bar every night since we accepted delivery of these bar stools, even when we didn't have a countertop and were just resting our drinks and elbows (hey, there aren't any grown ups in this house - elbows can be on countertops and dining room tables and whatever else because whatever) on the plywood underneath.
And as you know, we're very classy, so the plywood gave us zero pause.
So - yeah - the bar. It's almost done and I'm already contemplating its next phase which may or may not include one of these that ascends to the top shelf bar. Where the gin and bourbon and other highly regarded boozes will live on high.
It's starting to occur to me that our priorities may be dangerously skewed.