Making over a kitchen to suit yourself and your house is an adventure.
A l-o-n-g adventure.
We started out last month with this:
So why, we ask, is Jabba The Hutch now sitting, empty, on the sunroom rug?
And why are its blue and white bits and pieces of china exiled to a folding table in the study?
Elementary, my dear Blogger. It's because of this:
The painting!
Above, completed cabinet doors, curing before re-hanging. Hooray.
Below, Howard, after removing the hutch top from our faux-Welsh-dresser-thingy,
getting ready to slop on the primer and the Biscuit color paint.
Yes, that's a smiley face in primer on the right cabinet. Guilty. I will never grow up.
Doors off, paint on . . . and doesn't that look better?
Don't want paint on the wall ovens. Thank goodness for painters' tape.
A frightening sight awaits us in the dining room, which usually looks pretty serene. . .
. . . but these days is hosting the overflow from the kitchen.
I can hardly bear to look.
I have nightmares about hearing a loud crash in the middle of the night.
That is an old table!
Well, when Jabba the Hutch is put back in place, amidst the lovely clean almost-whiteness of
the newly painted oak, and the shelves are again filled with china and other goodies,
and the kitchen stuff goes back into the kitchen cupboards or on the countertop,
and that last little bit of wallpapering by the refrigerator that I've been avoiding is finally done . . .
I will take pictures.
And we will all be glad it's over!
At least now I'm confident we'll be done before Thanksgiving, and don't tell me how many days that is from now because I shall stick my fingers in my ears and sing "la la la la la" really loudly so I don't have to face reality.
I won't look at the bottom of this blog page, either, where there is a countdown clock.
We'll be 31 thankful and hungry souls around the table(s) this year;
now that's a test of a kitchen! Happy Monday! -- Cass
Linking to Susan's Between Naps On The Porch for Metamorphosis Monday; click here.
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