The Kitchen Revealed

Yesterday, we had the final appraisal done on the house. This appraiser took a look at the improvements we've done and confirmed the value from the first one. It's all rather confusing. But with that said..the kitchen is done. (Well almost..but done enough..I've discovered it never really ends.)

I thought I'd share some of the final pictures of my kitchen. My camera received the peanut butter facial from my two year-old several months back and I've been unable to get it functioning right again. All pictures were thus taken with my camera phone. Please excuse the graininess. This all came about so quick that by the time I thought to take before pictures of the kitchen we were halfway through. So, imagine if you will, tan striped countertops that are scratched, burned and stained. Imagine 1960's appliances: 27" wall oven-white with broken glass, white electric cooktop with one broken burner, black microwave sitting on counter, stainless steal sink, several cabinet doors missing, several doors missing small pieces, all of them painted a very dark brown. Oh..the walls..imagine, pealing dusty wall paper along the top of the walls, and nothing but dry wall above the counters and old worn saltillo tile on the floor. The best part of this image should be the kitchen table. One end broken off of the dark table and broken, mismatched chairs pushed up to it. Some of the chairs are even dark green plastic patio chairs. Ok..image complete? Now we can look at my new kitchen.

The only thing (including drywall) that transitioned from one kitchen to the next is the refrigerator. Maytag makes fine refrigerators.

Welcome to my kitchen!



Here are a few more views:

This is the range side of the kitchen taken from the opposite view.


This is the sink side of the kitchen.



A closer view of my wonderful new kitchen table. I am in love with this table. It has become the center point of our family.



And finally, a close look at the tile. My brother-in-law the tile guy did an amazing job of transitioning the tile from the new to the old worn saltillo. We couldn't really replace it all right now (it covers our living room and hallways too). He even added a little diamond. This is the entryway into the kitchen. The front door is inches away. This fun little touch has been as impressive to people as the new cabinets.


With most of the crazy stress behind me, I am now hoping to enjoy the feeling of writing here more frequently. Who would want to miss the stories of me potty training Robert (3 yr-old) and Brandon 2(yr-old) at the same time! YAY! I'll really try my best not to turn this into the Poop Chronicles, but I suspect that my life will be taking that turn for a little while. Wish me luck!