Over the weekend, I got all the last of the plywood I had on hand cut, which had me with about half of the pieces for all my remaining cabinets ready to go. That made room for what should be my final round of materials. At least for cabinets. Those all got bought yesterday.
Of course, knowing me, I forgot something or slightly miscalculated so that will probably be another small run here and there, but this should have been the last big purchase. Which is a relief. I won’t lie, this hasn’t been a cheap project, even with me doing all the building myself. It has been made even more expensive because the cost of any kind of lumber is through the roof right now.
Normally a decent grade piece of plywood like I’m using, is about half of what it currently costs. Between supply chain issues and spikes in the lumber industry because of fires, everything has gone up exponentially over the last year or so. Just from the start of this project to now, heck, from my previous run a little over a week ago until yesterday’s run, that same piece of plywood has gone up by about 5$ a sheet.
It figures that I’d pick probably the most expensive time in history to build a cabinet heavy room in my house. So, even though I’ve tried to take advantage of sales or discount coupons or even cash back rewards from our credit cards to save on this, it hasn’t been fun to see those big receipts at the end of each trip.
It is a relief to know that I’m on the less expensive side of this project finally. I’m also thrilled to know that I’m so close to having the cabinets done. Even more thrilled to know that I won’t have to sit down and redesign or rework layouts or anything like that ever again, because of course I’ve changed those plans yet again.
I realized the other day that I’m grateful I didn’t opt to have someone build all those cabinets for me because I’d have either ended up with something I really wasn’t happy about, or would have been paying out the nose for all the changes and modifications I’ve gone through. Or, I would have frustrated my contractor enough to quit mid-job. I know I frustrate myself enough that I want to quit sometimes.