So the kitchen remodel extravaganza I posted about last week continues. I am clearly never getting the kitchen finished. Sigh. So the guys came back today to install the new sink that came in yesterday to replace the broken one initially sold to me. I am happy to report that the new sink is in and is beautiful. The problem now is the faucet and drain. The guys installed all the pieces parts and the whole thing leaked like a sieve. The drain assembly (which was not the right brand, I argued it was not the right brand, and the company insisted that it didn't matter and wouldn't order the correct one to replace it) drips steadily. The faucet (a very expensive faucet I splurged on!) leaks from all sorts of random places. It leaks from places I thought were decorative seams even. Water, water everywhere. Clearly the Universe does not intend for me to have a kitchen. I've had no running water in there for a week. Now it seems it will be another week. Arggg. Perhaps this is a sign from the Universe that I should never cook. If so, I'm hoping the Universe will convince the mexican place to deliver. One cannot live by pizza alone. At what point do I give up and just run a hose from the bathroom? Again I say, arrgg.