My kitchen is finally finished. What a relief. Seven months of angst.....
Before....
After.......
The end result turned out as it was envisioned but the entire process was fraught with complications.
I honestly did not think it would ever get finished. I could not take the "after" picture from the same spot as there is a new wall where I previously stood.
Walls were moved, floors ripped up, the ceiling was removed, EVERYTHING was ripped out, gutted to the studs. It really was a nightmare.
I remember walking into this house for the first time. I had just driven from Georgia to Virginia, after working a full day. It was very early in the morning, I got lost trying to find my way through the new neighborhood, my cat Uma was sick from the multi state trek. I was tired but excited and my body was running on pure adrenaline. I finally found the street and the new house. All I wanted to do was get Uma from the car to a clean kitty litter box, poor thing. I opened the front door trying not to wake the dogs, who had already made the trip. The living room was crowded with boxes. I sat Uma down and walked into the kitchen and turned on the lights.......
I was distraught. This was the absolute worst kitchen I had ever seen. I almost started to cry. This kitchen was beyond a fresh coat of paint. It was disgusting. I had never seen anything like it. Old and battered is one thing, but old, battered, and filthy is another. It didn't look much better after cleaning though.......
Then the construction nightmare began......Seven long frustrating painful months.........
I guess it was worth it because the alternative was not an option. I know I could have worse problems and I should just thank my lucky stars that we could renovate the kitchen, but still.....
Now that the plaster dust will not be an issue I can really start to paint and hang some art....
Next, the bathrooms. At least they are not as bad as the kitchen was... All for now.....
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