Decisions. Usually making decisions is not something that bothers me much at all. Aside from deciding where to eat out for dinner, my decision making prowess is something in which I take great pride.
Until a couple of days ago.
I was NOT prepared. I require preparation. How could I not be prepared?!?! I even prepare to be prepared. UGH!!!
It all started when the builder said, "Hey. Let's meet up so you can pick out a few things for the house so I can give you a more exact bid."
PICK OUT A FEW THINGS!!! Is that what I heard!? YES!!!! I had been waiting for this moment my whole life- or the last couple of months at least.
So Matt and I scheduled a time when we could both meet. I awaited that day with anticipation. Did I know where we were going? Yes. Did I know what I was picking out? Yes. Did I get on Pinterest and think through exactly what I wanted? Negative. Something is seriously wrong with me. I must consult my physician.
So the day arrived and off we went! Don't we look excited?!?!
First up... the plumbing store to pick out tubs, toilets, sinks, and faucets. WOOHOO!!!
I walked in and immediately hopped into a tub. "This is it!" I said. That was followed by, "Wait, will this fit?" Guess what, folks...it was the right size! And it is deep. As I melted into the tub my mind immediately went to its happy place. No icebergs in my water, no boiling pots of water, a bath bomb, and deep water... ahhh. First choice done. Easy peasy. Bring it on.
Next up...toilets. I knew exactly what I wanted so this shouldn't be hard.
"I want a plain white rectangle comfort height toilet with an elongated bowl that packs a strong flush."
"So you want to deplete the Sparta aquifer with each flush?" Forrest, the builder, clarified.
"Absolutely," I said. "I do not want all that mess hanging around the toilet. I want it gone."
"Well I am not sure we have anything like that," the sales associate chimed in.
I mean how hard is it to find a plain toilet that actually flushes?!? So I looked at their toilets. She was right. They did not have a plain toilet. Off to Lowe's we will go. Until then, moving on.
Side note- when we had finished for the day we did go to Lowe's. Do you know what they have now?!?! Toilets with concealed trapways! That means all the disgustingness that gets on toilets doesn't get all around those little pipes. And that stupid little cap that covers where the toilet bolts into the floor- you know the one that gets covered with pee and dust and pops off every time you clean it- gets covered up, too! So now I want a plain white rectangle comfort height toilet with an elongated seat and a concealed trapway.
Sinks were next on the list. Easy. I want a rectangular white undermount sink in each bathroom. Found it, added it to the list. Moving on.
Bathroom faucets were up next. Now at this point the troubles really start pouring.
Problem 1: I had no idea what finish I wanted in the house.
Problem 2: I have extremely expensive taste.
Problem 3: These places have no price tags on anything. My bathtub could be $4,000 for all I know. I need price tags in my life. More like my husband needs me to have price tags in my life.
I felt a little like a fish lost in a sea. A sea full of shiny treasures. Treasures without price tags.
News flash: I HAD NOT EVEN LOOKED AT ONE SINGLE FAUCET TO SEE WHAT I WANTED!!! Panic started to set in.
"Well you need to first decide what finish you want in your house... oil rubbed bronze, chrome, brushed nickel, gold...," said the builder.
YES. I KNOW!!! So, Forrest, I apologize if I acted a fool in the faucet section.
I eliminated one option- oil rubbed bronze. I knew I didn't want that. Now...that leaves three. And they are all so pretty. Does Matt care? No. He is no help. If there were price tags he could be of great assistance, but no. There aren't. So what's a girl to do? Text the designer of course!
That is the worst picture ever, but I was stressed people. And I didn't know Matt was taking a pic so I didn't have the "stand up tall and suck it in" warning that I needed. Look at all those faucets though!
Taylor the designer was definitely of assistance. Of course that is what I am paying him for so...
He said, "Go with chrome."
I said, "But this gold shower is so pretty!" (For real though- I still love it. You can see it in the pic!)
He said, "Gold is too trendy."
I said, "Ok."
Decision made. Chrome it is. Phew. Another decision down. But the hardest was still ahead of me. What type of faucet did I want?
I looked. And looked. And looked some more. All the people in the room started looking at their watches. Then I made a decision! Yippee! Then I turned my head and saw another faucet. Then I changed my decision. And all the people in the room sighed under their breath. I decided not to look anymore. Then all the people in the room said amen.
I went with the Kohler purist series for my faucets. And wouldn't you know that I forgot to take a picture! So I did what any other person would do... I googled it. Y'all. Google has price tags.
Take a good look at it now. You probably won't see it in my house. Thank you, Google price tags. Ebay, Amazon, I am most likely heading your way after I get my bid from the builder next week. (Did you catch that? NEXT WEEK!!!)
After I thought I had picked out the winning faucets, I moved over to check out the kitchen sinks and faucets. I knew what sink I wanted. I also knew that it was going to sink the budget. (insert corny, cheesy laugh) But I don't care. I want a white farmhouse sink with a 60/40 split. Actually it is Matt who wants the split and since he does the dishes at our house, I cannot argue. Yes, my husband does all of our dishes. Now go on about your day. I know I am blessed.
So with the sink picked out it was time to pick the kitchen faucet. We did not like the one that matched the bathroom faucets so I went with another one that was on display. It is gorgeous! Check it out!
Then, Leslie, the builder's wife, said, "Don't forget your pot filler!"
Oh my word. I had become so distracted that I almost forgot to pick out the most important faucet in my house. Now I know this may seem silly, but pot fillers are one of those things that you can live without until you have had one. Then it becomes a necessity.
So I asked the saleslady if she had one that matched the faucet. That is when another saleslady chimed in from her office, "We do! It is $1600."
HOLD THE MUSTARD!!! $1600 for a pot filler?!?!?! Heck no!
So I said, "Hold up. So how much is that faucet?"
"Around $1200," replied the first lady.
"Awe heck no, You can put it on the list but no," I responded in disbelief.
Since that was the last decision to be made, Matt scooped my jaw up off the floor and we headed to the next store- lights. Good grief. I thought faucets were hard. Lights were about to blow my mind.
Matt said I can spend money faster than anyone he has ever seen. He also said I have a gift of picking the most expensive item in any store.
In other news, I have decided to change career paths. I am becoming a faucet maker. And I am not putting price tags on my stuff either.
I am Chamie, wife to Matt; mom to Callan (14), Cooper (11), and