I’m feeling compelled to share this remodel project with you guys now as I am eating popcorn out of a bag that I bought at the store.
I have NEVER bought previously popped popcorn EVER from the store. You know me. I’m a from scratch kinda lady. But this “too good for store bought popped popcorn” lady has no stove on which to pop such corn, nor a sink to wash the greasy pot in which that corn was popped, nor a counter top on which to dump freshly popped popcorn into the designated popcorn bowl.
What I’m saying is that I have no kitchen right now. I haven’t had a kitchen for over 4 weeks now.
Feel sorry for me.
What I’m also feeling compelled to share is that this kitchen of mine and I have been fighting for a long time. Wood shavings in my bowls. Use of a flashlight to find hidden salad spinners in the deep depths of the cabinets. Ancient range with no window or oven light. White floors. Sharp corners. Stickiness. Broken doors. Leaky plumbing. Shady electrical. No counter space. Should I continue?
What follows are the “before” and “during” shots.
Please excuse the toilet. Maybe the Universe was trying to make a point. You’re preaching to the choir, Universe, you’re preaching to the choir…
Is that drawer laughing at me?
R. I. P.
Even our plant couldn’t hang.
The fighting came to a sudden violent end when my handy and strong husband demolished this place.
We ended up “breaking up” with that wall over there too.
I may or may not have gone through some withdrawals at some point. I definitely sneezed, though.
I bet you can’t guess what color we painted the walls.
There you have it. Kitchen remodel in progress.
So. Where do you wanna go out to dinner?
I don’t know, where do you wanna go?
I don’t know, I asked you first.
Uggghhh. But I picked LAST time.
Where should we go?
I don’t know. What are you hungry for?
Hmmm. I’m not really hungry, I kinda had a late lunch.