But right this second, my husband and children are away in New York for a week, visiting my mother-in-law, and I'm taking advantage of their absence by working like crazy to redo the kitchen. No structural changes, but the walls have been stripped and repainted and lots of details have been changed. Ssssshhhhh... don't tell Willem, okay? I'm looking forward to his reaction... he knows I'm working on something this week, but he doesn't know what.
It has been a project characterized by two important skills: abandoning pointless pride and learning to accept help graciously when it's offered, and accepting minor imperfections in service of getting to the bigger picture.
So, without further ado... my kitchen, before and after.
The shadow boxes on the table will be mounted to the rear wall tomorrow morning. And the other stuff will get put away, but when I'm tired I get jumpy, so I refuse to go into our unlit breezeway until morning.
The fridge is the last big thing on my to-do list; a new one is being delivered on Wednesday and a plumber is coming to make the ice maker make ice on Thursday. Until then, I have my old and suddenly rusty dinosaur... the moisture seal called an unannounced labor strike last week, so even if I wasn't graced with an empty house for a week in order to make it all pretty, we'd have been fridge-shopping. This way I'll have a kitchen worthy of the newcomer.
Not too shabby for three days' work, I think. And within a day or two (I still need to attack the office, but that's just sorting and organizing, no paint involved) I should be back on the needles.
2 comments:
Wow. That is a LOT of work. Good for you!
I love that you are so jazzed about your kitchen that it made it onto all of your blogs. :D
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