T-4 days until the renovation starts. I’m overwhelmingly excited and nervous at the same time. I’m trying to imagine what a month (or more) of cooking is going to look like. Not only do I cook at least 6 nights a week, but I also make breakfasts and lunches at home too. Especially with us trying to save as much as possible and not going out to eat hardly at all, this renovation is going to be a challenge. In truth, I’m kind of looking forward to the challenge…I think.
This past week with emphasis on the weekends that bookended it, Jeff and I (but mostly Jeff) have spent countless hours looking at fans and light fixtures. Apparently most lighting companies don’t bother to create fans and light fixtures that coordinate because it’s rare to have a fan and a chandelier in the same room. Since we are having an open concept kitchen with both in the same room, we wanted them to look like they went together. Even if we just got the same color fan blades and the same color metal, we wanted them to coordinate at least somewhat. He seriously spent all day Sunday scouring the internet for the perfect fixtures. Every time we would think we landed on a decision, something would change our minds. They were too expensive, one of us didn’t like the design, maybe it’s not the right color, it’s not big enough, it’s too big. On and on and on.
Jeff had President’s Day off and wound up at a local shop to discuss our dilemma. We had decided we liked one brand in particular, Kichler, which apparently is quite popular. The local store had a whole catalog of Kichler products and, turns out, they make coordinating pieces! Score! Within a couple hours, Jeff had decided on a couple options and sent them to me for the final decision. We were finally done! Signed, sealed, delivered. Well, at least one was delivered Wednesday night. And we couldn’t wait to install it!
But first, we had to remove this gaudy monstrosity: Ugh. Vomit. I apologize to anyone who has fans like this is your house. You do you. This is not me. It took Jeff and I three hours to remove this fan and replace it with the new one, but it’s up! And I love it! And yes I helped in more ways than reading the instructions and handing Jeff screws.
Since I am off Thursday mornings, it was my goal to get as much of the kitchen packed up as possible. I decided to turn on This Is Us while I worked. (Side note: isn’t that show amazing?! I had missed the last five episodes so over the last few days I decided to catch up on it. What a tearjerker!!)
Slowly but surely I made my way around the kitchen going through cabinets and drawers, systematically packing things up, throwing things away, and saving things for use until our renovations start. I have discovered a couple things about myself through this process:
I enjoy spices. I mean really enjoy spices. I remember my friend, Chrissy, came over to get some tips on how to make a lasagna and she was saying how she had to go buy some spices like garlic and onion powders. I chuckled and opened my spice cabinet (yes I have an entire cabinet devoted to spices) to pour some of mine into little baggies for her. When she saw my spice cabinet, she about fainted. She could not believe how many I had! What’s funny is that was several years ago and I think my spices had babies since then because the collection has at least doubled.I couldn’t bear to part with them quite yet and i couldn’t decide which ones I was going to need next month. So my solution is to look for a box at work tonight that allows me to keep the spices together and easily reachable next month. Until then, they live here now.
I have a soft spot for plastic containers. This is in no way a surprise to Jeff. He actually complains about this on an almost daily basis. He says I have too many, but we always have leftovers that I want to keep. I also take my lunch to work and it’s normally not something I can put in a baggie. Whatever. He likes them.
I like gadgets. This isn’t even all of them. I got rid of several a while back. By “got rid of”, I mean I moved them from the kitchen to a plastic container in the basement in case I ever needed it again. I mean, when does one “need” an avocado slicer? Isn’t that just called a knife?
As I was going through the kitchen, I was reminded just how many shortcuts they made when building!! Jeff had a door guy over to look at our patio door and he commented quite a few times on how they shortcutted a ton. I really do love my house, but I have noticed things ever since day one that they could have done differently. Our windows in the kitchen look like they were put in by a kindergartener. It’s just sloppy work. Hopefully this company we hired is much more professional. I can tell you right now if they aren’t Jeff will raise holy hell about it.
After about three hours of work, my kitchen is at least 75% packed. I didn’t touch the food in the pantry (mainly because I’m still trying to decide what I’m going to do with everything) and I still have some dishes we will use between now and Monday. But the rest of it sits in boxes on my kitchen table.
I decided to take a well deserved break after to relax and write this blog post. Now I have to convince myself to move those boxes to the basement so the boys have a place to eat dinner tonight! Maybe this can count as my cardio…