tiling out

My kitchen has been just whiling out, I mean tiling out, a lot of this week. It was kind of a slow process, but there was A LOT to tile, so it inevitably was going to take quite a few days. 

You may sense the dismay in my voice, and it is not just about the tile. I feel like so many disasters have happened in the past few weeks you would think I was exaggerating if I were to spill the beans on all of them. But if you would like the CliffsNotes version, I will be brief: 

1. I had to flat out cancel my pendants I was obsessing over because they couldn't give me a shipping date and I thought they were basically holding me in a virtual hostage situation. I waited 10 weeks. Enough is enough. I ordered new lights that were supposed to get here on 7-23-15. One pendant safely arrived. Winning! I called the company. The other pendant, which they somehow failed to disclose when I ordered, will be on back order until September. Not winning! FML.
2. The countertops I picked out (which only took 98987876 hours) had some impact marks before they were even cut. I could not take another minute off work to go look at slabs AGAIN, so I told them to just go ahead. I was thinking the marks would miraculously disappear because I am overdue some good luck with this project. Spoiler alert: the marks did not disappear and are more prominent than the worst pimple you've ever seen on picture day in a 9th grade classroom. Failing! 
3. My precious range I ordered got hit by a freight train while in transport. Or a falling meteorite. I am not sure which and I don't care. The company will be sending me another one. Whenever that might be. The last one took 2.5 months to get here. Status: Currently sucking at life.
4. The walnut butcher block countertop in the back bar had to be ripped out. It was like I just opened a Christmas present and someone snatched it out of my hands. The brainiac who installed it decided he didn't care whether I wanted wanted the sink to be over or undermount, he would just take a stab? So instead of just asking me or my GC, he just went ahead and sawed away a giant hole in the middle of the countertop for an overmount sink. And guess what? He guessed wrong. So the options were to buy a bigger sink (which was custom and a 6 week lead time) or install a new countertop. Major FML. 

OK, I promised the CliffsNotes version so I am stopping here. Maybe I am getting to my wit's end. Maybe I need a vacation. I could keep going, but this blog is supposed to be uplifting and is obviously inspiring countless people out there to be heroes every day, so I am not about to be Ms. Debbie Downer on everyone's sweet little Sunday. I am supposed to post pretty pictures and positivity! I am supposed to be a cheerleader for you other delusional DIY-ers! Just shut up and post some happy pictures already, lady!

For my one lonely pendant that arrived, I needed to check out the best length to hang it so I had to solicit some help. I received assistance from a special helper, who would prefer that his picture "never, ever under any circumstances be posted on that stupid blog". So I had to use my great editing skills to crop these quality photos. 

Too high?

Too low?

Maybe right?

Sadly, I might even have to send this lone soldier back. I cannot wait again until September. Cannot do it. I never would have ordered the freaking thing if they had been honest up front and said it was on back order. I think every light in the whole damn world is on back order. This is ridiculous. Why is the light world out to get me? I even planned ahead and you guys can vouch for me. Lights were like the first thing I blogged about for crying out loud. 

And now, for some tile progress:

I promise to be on the happy train all of next week. I pinky promise!