kitchen tile

so my husband has decided that this is the weekend to put down the tile for the kitchen that he has had stashed away in our garage for the last 18 months. i know i should be happy, i mean...tile floors are gorgeous. and in all fairness...he did let me pick the color.

but really...all i can hear is random mutterings of curse words aimed at this tile or that tool. i think so far only 3 tiles have been thrown into our pond in a fit of frustration, but if he comes near my crochet hooks, we are going to have some serious issues. first of all, they don't fly as far so they will not be nearly as gratifying as the tiles and second, i know he doesn't want to provide me with a valid excuse to go to the craft store.

in any case...i am just hoping to survive the weekend.