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The kitchen men están aquí.

We made our choices and they are doing their job. But something has gone wrong.

We hate our units. We don't hate the design, and we don't hate the concept, but we hate the delivery.

The doors are fine. The worktops are fine. But the units themselves are fucking hideous. How did we choose light oak? It's not light and it never saw oak. It is like a world without redemption. It is like marrying the wrong man in the wrong century.

I live in a world where this can be rectified. I have lived my life in preparation for this moment. Surely.

joella