Aside from sleeping (which puts me obviously in the bedroom), I probably spend most of my time in the kitchen. Growing up with a chef for a dad, everything revolved around a meal. (And wine. Always wine.) Needless to say the kitchen was a very important part of our search – at least in my opinion! Honestly, if a house had been perfect in every other way, I would have had a difficult time agreeing to make an offer if the kitchen wasn’t at least workable.
I couldn’t be too picky though! We had a budget to stay within and there are only so many options in the neighborhood we wanted. That being said, I really do love our kitchen. It’s small in terms of counter space and storage, but we saw much worse. Plus it opens to the dining area, which automatically makes it feel bigger. I knew that we could definitely get creative and make it work, especially since the house met almost every other item on our wish list.
There were a few cosmetic things I wanted to take care of – I hated the color of the cabinets, the floor tile and light fixture had to go and I wanted to add a little pop by putting in a backsplash (subtle, nothing flashy). Dave also thought we needed a new faucet so he installed that after we moved in. The contractors got to work almost immediately after we closed on the house. Even though we wouldn’t move in for a couple of weeks, we stopped by practically every day to check in on things and make various decisions. (It was a bit exhausting, which is why I haven’t posted about the reno until now!) This is a glimpse of what the process looked like … look at that old-school black and white tile below our ugly 90s tile!
multiple layers of tile
painting the cabinets
testing out the backsplash
almost done laying the floor tile
I had very mixed feelings whenever we would see the “progress.” It was a
little lot scary to have everything so torn up, but at the same time it was a bit of a thrill. Everything happened so quickly because we didn’t have much time so all the tile had to be in stock nearby or at least something that could be shipped within a week. Originally I wanted this backsplash, but since it wasn’t available, I found something similar. We searched forEVER for the floor tile and finally found a slate-like tile that was the right shape/size and not tinted blue. In the end it looked like this!
I love it!! And it’s so crazy to look at the before and after comparison side by side. I am so pleased with every aspect of the kitchen and the facelift makes cooking a much more pleasant experience since I actually enjoy being in the room.
side by side before and after
It’s late and I’m ready for bed, but I accidentally poured just a little bit too much in my wine glass, and since I naturally must stay up to finish it I figured I’d write. I’ll keep this short though – some deep and some not-so-deep (I’m looking at you #1 and #4).
1. I made the decision a couple weeks ago to grow out. It was a Wednesday (don’t ask why I know this) and I was getting ready for work, realizing that if I didn’t have the bangs life would be much easier. That may be a little bit of a drastic statement, but nevertheless, it would at least be slightly easier. Am I making a terrible mistake? (Again, a bit dramatic considering I can always cut them again.)
before bangs/after bangs
2. Our chairs came on Monday! Daisy was intrigued and I felt like I was pulling out the insides of a turkey. Maybe this is a normal thing now (??), but the legs came stuffed inside the zipper pouch of the underside of each chair.
3. I read this article a couple weeks ago and though it is long, I totally agree with this line: “Western people are running from themselves and they use the busy-ness of their lives as an excuse to avoid having to actually live their own life.” What do you think? I got so tired of hearing myself say how “busy” I am, so lately I have made a conscious effort to stop.
4. There was a moment last weekend where our house was void of butter, olive oil, garlic and onion. I had a mini panic about it and then quickly resolved the issue, although it had to wait until the next day. My friend Jennabeth commented that, “Lanie without Garlic is like Sherlock without Watson.” We lived together so she knows me pretty well.
^^giant bottles of both so as not to recreate the terrible moment^^
5. On that note, here’s some perspective.
Hope you’re having a great week!