At this stage of the game, I could use a reminder of what we were up against two short months ago. The no-ceiling, pegboard crap kitchen of doom. The microwave perched delicately on top of the fridge which had started to make ominous noises, possibly due to the microwave-shaped dent in the top. The three square feet of counter space and the total of three cabinets, one of which opened up into the side of another.
And here is where we are today.
I love it, I love it, I love it. The photo doesn’t do the counter and floor justice. Nor does it accurately portray the scale at which our personal finances have been pillaged. On the plus side, with a working kitchen that is such a delight to occupy, we won’t have to go out as much. This is good because we can no longer afford to leave the house. Or to retain the house, really.
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HOLY COW
it looks amazing. congratulations. you have done diy proud.
have you rolled around on the stone yet? you can. there’s enough room.
and perhaps try swining one of the cats around in it. it’s POSSIBLE.
how many dances of joy have you marked up?
ok, so it looks swanky, nice job. one question, is that the same curtain in the window???