|Look at the inside of those cupboards...I will miss that pop of teal blue.|
Miss Mamie was a color rockstar when she lived here.
The hesitation was short lived, though. Dreams of a dishwasher and actual counter space becoming reality trumped any guilt I felt about destroying someone else's work.
And just like that...
...my kitchen disappeared.
When Dave came home to an empty room that afternoon, his first response was, "This place stinks". He's right. Uncovering wood and insulation that hasn't seen the light of day in 66 years doesn't smell like roses. It smells....old. I'm just waiting for the smell of new wood, fresh paint, and wet varnish to fill our nostrils with the pleasant aroma of toxic cell killing freshness. It'll come soon enough. Till then, we breathe deeply to inhale what are most likely asbestos and lead particles. (Don't worry, Mom...the dust was properly contained and removed during demo- I'm just making jokes. Promise.)
So what surprises has this house revealed thus far?
1. Wires hidden behind one cabinet bulkhead that need to be moved.
2. Pipe hidden behind a second bulkhead that needs to be moved.
|Well, umm, once again, my contractor was too quick,|
and got to the pipe before I had a chance to take a picture.
At least I know he's doing his job, right?
4. The kitchen wall cutout (not original to the house) was never properly supported by a header. My closet is directly above this wall. Could it have caved way at some point? Maybe. Wouldn't that have been an absolute mess?!
|The ceiling was bowed about 3/8" in the center...yikes.|
Notice something else that's now missing, though?
The ceiling. Had to make a sacrifice to get all of my new lights wired in.
Next up? Finishing the non pretty stuff...electrical, plumbing, and mechanical work. Snooze fest. Wake me up when the cabinets arrive.