Oops, did you think I meant a BABY baby? Oh, mais non.
I mean we’re finally redoing our kitchen. My other baby.
Those who are home a lot may share my obsession with the kitchen, the “heart” of the house. The first day we saw it, I thought: “Not. My. Style.”
But, redoing it was “Not. In. Our. Budget.” So, I learned to overlook the wallpaper, the cabinets, the countertop, the ceiling fan. FOR OVER TEN YEARS.
mmmmmm. . .wallpaper border
But, I could not “overlook” the dishwasher that stopped working this spring. Or, the crappy stove whose lights stayed on even when it was off and whose oven door wouldn’t shut all the way (making baking in July SO MUCH FUN!).
The cursed stove. And the painted, yes painted, faux tile.
I couldn’t overlook the recessed lights that were dark and unfixable, making our north-facing kitchen even gloomier than usual in the winter.
Look how much light that blackened hole gives off! Don’t be fooled by the camera flash.
So we have saved and budgeted and crossed our fingers and taken the plunge.
Don’t worry: The little boy below? We’re keeping him.
See that smile? He knows he will be eating out a lot in the next few weeks.