Spoke too soon…
23 Apr
Remember that whole, "Hey, I am totally not bothered by the renovation of the kitchen, and the fact that I haven’t been able to use the ground floor of my house for three weeks now AT ALL" thing? Well, this was my cooker and food preparation area yesterday:
It’s worse now. Oh, so much worse! And no, the empty wine bottle isn’t empty because we drunk it in a fit of kitchen-inspired rage. In fact, I have no idea what Terry was doing with the empty wine bottle. And I don’t want to know.
So, dinner at ours this week, anyone? ANYONE?
Luckily, that cooker is getting replaced soon, because I don’t think I’d really want to use it again now. In fact, it’s lucky that it’s ALL getting replaced, because to be perfectly honest with you, when a house gets THIS MESSY, I just want to sell it and start over somewhere else. Somewhere clean, with a working kitchen and no sink in the living room. Speaking of which…
Kitchen sink watch 2008! Kitchen sink in da house! It’s planning on crashing on that couch for a while longer, while it works through its issues and learns to accept that yes, it is a kitchen sink, and its role in life is to… do sinky things. In the kitchen. What really annoys me, meanwhile, is the fact that these pictures don’t even come CLOSE to illustrating what a total and utter wreck we’re living in right now. I mean, seriously, that picture just looks like we have a normal house, albeit one with a sink on the couch, doesn’t it? What you can’t see, of course, is the fact that the floor you can see here? Is the only clear area of floor in the entire room, the rest being taken up with mess. MESS.
Still, at least that whole wooden cutlery tray thing is working out pretty good for us:
Also pictured: Mr Potato Head. Hi, Mr Potato Head! It’s just a shame we can’t use you no more on account of no longer being able to, you know, EAT, thanks to the building site that is our kitchen. Hey, remember FOOD? Man, that stuff rocked. Oh, and yesterday? The toaster broke. Now we’re having to use the grill to make toast, the food of champions, and given that I didn’t even know we HAD a grill, that’s not been much fun at all.
About three more weeks of this to go. Send food parcels to the usual address… (And also: wine)
just thinking of that poor sink having to think things over on the couch, oh man that’s so funny..
They say if your marriage can survive building a house or renovations, it can survive anything. Well, you’ve survived the bathroom renovations, the radiator-come-towel-rack fiasco, and now if you make it through the first floor renovations, you guys should be able to easily make it to your fiftieth anniversary. Easily.
Oh girl, I feel your pain! We are redoing the family room and dang if there isn’t dust and dirt and what-not EVERYWHERE. I can’t wait for it to be done, so we can start the kitchen…………. Am I crazy or what?
I get annoyed from the mess that just hanging blinds creates, so I cannot imagine the stress I would feel during home renovations. Hang in there!
(And I LOVE that couch!!)
Be strong
This looks not only like my old house when we moved in, but also my old house when we moved *out*. Several wardrobes and shelving units were coming to pieces so instead of taking them with us, my ex boyfriend smashed them up with a hammer and took the wood to the dump. I say that he took the wood, but I still kept finding splinters in the carpet, and on the rugs and IN MY FEET. It was like some kind of carpentry apocalypse. I hate DIY…
Oh. Dear. God. So I have all this to look forward to? We are also replacing our kitchen – starting on Saturday and ending on Tuesday (optimistic? moi?). We began removing the tiles last night and half the plaster with them! Both dining room and garage are crammed full and we still have to find a temporary home for the dishwasher and the washing machine. Maybe I should just take myself on a weekend-long shopping trip…
The kitchen is consuming my life, somebody please save me!
Terry – shut up and get back in that kitchen.
:p