That Sinking Feeling

I know; I said I wasn’t going to be here today, and I’m really not, but I thought I would let you know that universal alignment failed yesterday.

The plumber was ready for inspection, but apparently the inspector wasn’t ready for plumbtion (which probably should never be a word). At 5:30 last evening Dusty texted us to let us know he hadn’t seen the inspector, and he was asking Ben the plumber to find out where the inspector was. We didn’t hear anything else from Dusty, so presumably no one got in touch with him. And I checked the building permit just to be sure, but no sign-off on final plumbing or gas.

Maybe two inspectors can inspect today, or maybe none at all will show up. We’re moving stuff anyway, just perhaps not cats and dog and person, which makes it logistically just that much harder to figure out what to move when.

In the meantime, here are the sink pictures I didn’t provide yesterday.

This is Lynn’s sink with a totally intimidating faucet that gushes serious water. Her vanity is a repurposed cabinet she got from her late mother.

Our most recent tour of the house was with Bill and Carol Bennett, who had been gracious enough to let us invite ourselves over to their Dusty-built home before we started our build. Bill made Lynn very happy when, looking around her bathroom, he said, “This seems like a Japanese Zen garden.” That’s exactly the feel she was going for.

Here’s my sink. You can’t really see it in the picture, but the handles come with little red and blue dots that might be political or might just indicate hot and cold so you know exactly what you’re doing at all times. Don’t get too attached to the vanity: it’s just serving as a placeholder until mine arrives, which could be before the inspector looks at, at the rate he’s moving. The counter top, however, is the actual top, and it makes me happy.

I don’t have much of a theme going on in my bathroom, and Bill didn’t even venture a guess. Everyone who tours gets so caught up in the majesty of the steam shower (which I still don’t know how to work) that they don’t worry about a theme.

So there’s your report this morning. Keep your fingers crossed that today is Inspector-o-rama, and that we learn this in time to have our movers move all the furniture.