Houston, we have a problem

At first glance, it seemed like the dishwasher installation would be relatively easy. We’d already located a super convenient 24” cabinet to the left of the sink and removed it, leaving a perfectly sized slot to slide in the dishwasher, then it would simply need to have us (and by ‘us’ I mean Martin) drill a couple of hoses and connect the dishwasher to the sink. When we were upgrading the Original Classic Fuse Box, we had the electrician give us an under-sink outlet for both the dishwasher and disposal, and a disposal switch, so we were set there.

I should perhaps explain that unless we hire a professional, Martin is In Charge of Plumbing. I don’t do Plumbing. It’s messy and smells bad. Yuk.

But I digress. What we discovered was that there was no handy location to simply plug the dishwasher hose in, as there had been in all prior dishwasher ventures (Martin’s an expert, this would be his 4th). This one requires delicate plumbing surgery. We have two options:

1) Martin could do it, and he would be very grumpy, or
2) We could call in the Real Plumber and have him do it

Option #2 is clearly the winner. But the scope creep is inevitable. If we’re replacing the sink plumbing, we should Obviously get a new sink and faucet. And why get a new sink and put it on the old, outdated countertop? We should Obviously replace the countertop. After all, I'd just gone from this kitchen (yay!):

To this one (Boo!):