You're so adorable, let me pop that little bubble for you.
And then the I wish stage hits, where you second guess all of those decisions you made when buying aforementioned sink, and at some point your kids find you hiding in the pantry with a blanket (there isn't a door because we put in tile and now it doesn't fit) eating chocolate and listening to a radio play wave sound effects.
In other words- you're going to have so much fun! But in the back of your head your hearing your mom tell you that on your first day of school- and she was always, always wrong. Hehehe yeah. Anyway, after our first pick turned out to be a scam, and our second was the wrong sink, we decided to try amazon again. I mean what are the chances it could be wrong again... *crickets chirping*
So we ordered a 32x30 inch stainless sink from _, not really paying attention we skimmed over the fact that it's a 40+ lbs sink and holding our breath pressed "order". See so much easier than the Lowes one!
About a week later we got a notification that it was to arrive. FINALLY! And we waited. And we waited some more. And we waited some more. No doorbell ringing. No large box containing our sink sitting on our front stoop like a package from Santa on Christmas morn'. And so as the sun began to sink behind the tree line we got a sinking feeling. Surely not! Surely they didn't. We wander outside forgetting our shoes (it's 80 some degrees here in Nov, don't judge.) and sure enough- the delivery guy had left it in the driveway. Wimp. But at least he braved our driveway and put it at the top instead of the bottom.
With a bit of growling and a lot of clanking she and the sink made it up all front 6 steps- with me behind yelling to Brianna to help hold it so it won't fall down the steps just as Mr. Cottage turned into the driveway.
So now our new sink sits beside the fridge waiting for cabinets so she can be installed. Side note: the box works great as counter space a little low, but when the floor is your only other option, a box on your floor becomes your dearest friend (as long as the dog stays off of it).