A vast majority of houses we looked at needed a kitchen makeover. It became a common theme after touring a house and saying "we'll just paint the kitchen and it'll look great". Oh how those words have such a deeper meaning now. And I don't think I'll ever say them so nonchalantly ever again.
Because when we bought our house, the kitchen looked like this:
It was dark. And ringed of the 90's era when the house was built. Plus the counter tops were cracked in several spots. The stove top only have 2 working burners. And oh my goodness that floor was pretty disgusting. We contemplated ripping that out as well.
It even had one of those lovely florescent light fixtures that is popular in so many houses built during the 90's. It did not help with the darkness of the room. And coming from Alaska, I needed light. And lots of it.
One thing we didn't get to were the cabinet doors. We worked our tails off to get the kitchen to a place where we could unpack and survive. Doors and hardware were not part of that equation. And then we got burned out...well, actually we had other projects to work on...so we lived with no doors for...um...two months??
And just a couple weeks before Christmas, we finally have doors up and hardware on! I didn't think I'd ever see this day.
My husband never ceases to amaze me in how he can just decide to tackle something and learn how to do it. Like he did with electrical. He learned when we remodeled our bathroom in Anchorage. And now he's a pro. What a blessing to be married to man with such handyman skills.
Thus, he installed some can lights and these beautiful pendants over the island.
And another angle for your viewing pleasure...because the amount of work that went into this kitchen deserves a bazillion pictures.
But for now, I'm loving the new kitchen. And thankful for the opportunity to have such an amazing space.