I have often said that I am not a collector of “stuff.” This photo proves I am either a big fat liar or completely in denial. I plead the fifth! I guess when it comes to the kitchen, I love my tools and pretty decorative jars and baskets. I have moved everything from my countertops and on top of my cupboards out of my kitchen and into my crafts room which was almost empty, I promise.
The painting is done and the kitchen looks fabulous! Yes, it looks very clinical right now all empty and white but I know in no time with all my jars and pretty baskets it will look so much more homey. The difference in light is downright shocking. Last night the light over my stove actually lit up my kitchen instead of being a candle in the oppressive dark. It also looks so much larger than before and I am so happy everything is matching and looks so clean.
As you can see from all this chaos, it is going to take a while for me to move everything back. They also said for the paint to have a light cure it will take one week so a lot of this stuff is going to be sticking where it is for a while! As a result, I will not be posting before and after photos for a little while. I want to do a fair review and give a realistic comparison. For those who just can not wait you can go to my Facebook page to see some photos. Either go to the main page and scroll down or if you are a member of my page already you can browse through the photo gallery. The two kitchen photos are at the top.
I wanted to get so much done while the painters were here but I found myself mostly spending time recovering from moving all that stuff over the last few days. I am thrilled with how things went but change is always challenging for my health, as much as I adore change. The best thing to come out of this experience is the kitchen finally feels like mine. Before it contained stories of the former family and now, now it is my domain. It feels like my own artsy kitchen studio and I love that feeling.
My favourite line out of this experience was when the painter was packing up and said, “You will no longer be cooking in a cave!” He was totally right, that was how I felt and it used to make me so sad. Now, I will be cooking in a cloud! Or a marshmallow. I can’t decide…