Amazingly enough, after everything that has gone wrong, the kitchen renovation is done. Brent and I decided that unless it was done today, the contractor would have to wait six months to finish up the details. Carin is arriving from Dallas tonight. In a few short weeks, Finn will be here and I don't want to spend my last weeks before the big event stressing about the kitchen. So, it all came together. Our lives will be back to normal, knowing that there isn't anything else left to tweak or touch up or adjust. We are happy.