On Thanksgiving, when we went around the table and said what we were thankful for, (yes, we are that obnoxious) I said “Our little house, and how much work we’ve done on it this year”. I was thinking of our beautiful garden, our new windows, my big new shower, two new bedrooms…. but I was not talking about our kitchen. No, the kitchen is by far my least favorite part of our house, what with the torn and stained linoleum floors, cramped counter space, and (oh, oh dear) half the cabinets missing (necessary to install a new range, microwave and much-larger refrigerator). Renovating the kitchen is scheduled for next summer, between the siding/decks, and laying new hardwood through the upstairs, which is wonderful.. but also leaves me with crazy open shelves for another 9 months. I try not to complain about it, since I know Tom is working his a** off as it is, but… guys. Look at it.
I’ve done my best at keeping everything on the shelves (plastic dollar store shoe boxes, yay?), but the visual clutter drove me insane.
Last night while doing dishes I gasped and yelled to Tom “I AM AN IDIOT”, because the answer was right in front of me. Literally.
Pretty dishes on the open shelves, ugly food stuffs in the cabinets. It only took me a year to figure that one out. The fridge side of the kitchen still looks cluttered, but it is organized and more things are out of the way.
And because my teething baby would not nap unless I was holding her today, behold: what my kitchen will look like once the current living room becomes a dining room, and the table is out of the way:
Well, not quite, since we’re not using Ikea cabinets, and I did not measure anything (see: sleeping baby in my arms), but Oh! Cabinets! O love thee!
Kitchen idea board:
Oh, it’s hard to be patient.