kitchen demolition == teh suck

Question: I'm trying out the name "skyelog" to see if I like it (replacing the placeholder "john w4lker log"). Please let me know what you think. Skye is my daughters' middle names (I'm not joking) and it is used a bit around our house for other stuff (e.g. skyenet for the wireless network, skyepod for the 1st-gen iPod my sister generously handed down to me, etc.).

Kitchen: I spent all day tearing out the kitchen counters in preparation for the new ones which will be installed Friday the 29th. Since I'll be out in Seattle for Meltdown Monday afternoon until 5:27 am Thursday morning (don't ask), I've pretty much got to have everything ready by Sunday.

(old) plan: (I'm so naive)
* Saturday morning: pull the sink.
* Saturday late-morning: computer training for Tibor.
* Saturday afternoon: pull all counters; done by 3-4pm.
* Saturday evening: rest up.
* Sunday: level and install the MDF at a leisurely pace.
* Sunday evening: pack for Meltdown.

(what happened) plan:
* Saturday morning: wake up late and try to figure out a place to put all the kitchen stuff like drawers full of pans.
* Saturday late-morning: Tibor training.
* Saturday afternoon and evening: (deep inhale) Pull 1/2 the counters because all the friggin MDF is pinned down by the backsplash and the $#*!@! contractors who put in the old counters used nails and screws and the most aggressive adhesive known to modern science that they globbed all over every single interface which forced me to chisel out the tile backer board (concrete) by hand and then use a saw to make cuts through the counters so pieces were small enough to pry off.

new plan:
* Sunday morning: more chiseling, prying, swearing, etc.
* Sunday afternoon: (hopefully) finish pulling all the counters.
* Sunday evening: level and put on the new MDF.
* Monday morning: pack for Meltdown and forget something important like my razor, my wallet, or shirts.