I need all of your thoughts and prayers. Yes, we'll be paying a visit to ... duh-duh-duh (that was ominous music)...Home Depot later today. We're getting the top floor apartment ready for new tenants and we need to upgrade the cabinets (kitchen and bathroom), redo the bathroom tiles, and give the whole place a new paint job. (We had the floors redone just a couple of years ago and they're just fine.)
GF and I have each taken a stab at looking at HD's website for cabinet ideas and each of us came away from that even more confused than when we started.
We have a choice of two HD's to go to that are roughly equidistant. I'd like to go to the one that's slightly smaller (and therefore slightly less crowded and slightly less overwhelming with choices of what to buy). GF wants to go to the one that's the size of a small New Jersey Town. My attitude about all of this is that the best cabinets and tiles will be:
-the ones that are in stock.
-the ones that I don't have to dodge other customers to inspect.
-the ones that are really attractive (but not so attractive that they make me want to move upstairs).
In other words, I'll consider this trip to HD successful if it happens really quickly, doesn't involve encounters with stupid or rude fellow shoppers, and doesn't involve encounters with stupid or rude or ignorant or apathetic or oblivious salespeople. A hot dog would be a bonus.
Pray for me.
P.S. The guy we always hire to do this sort of work came this morning to look things over and give us a quote for the work. He's from India or Pakistan or somewhere like that. His indecipherable accent and command of the English language aren't really his fault and we either work our way past that barrier or, when we can't figure out what he's talking about, we just nod and figure we'll find out what he intends to do when he's finished. On the other hand, his conviction that neither of us knows what the hell we're talking about when it comes to any subject involving tools, tile, paint, wallboard, appliances, electricity, grout, marble, wood, plaster...oh, everything...that gets a little annoying. I had to leave in the middle of this morning's tour. As I was walking down the stairs, I could hear GF saying, "STOP TALKING. LISTEN." She's much tougher than I am sometimes.