I’m trying to not get too excited about it since something will go wrong. Already our refrigerator is delayed. And our oven is delayed. And our countertops will be delayed. Bugger.
So, instead of thinking of all those things that could go wrong, that have gone wrong, I’m going to think of all the things that I will be able to do once the cabinets are in:
1. When I make my breakfast, I won’t have to walk 26+ feet to the sink in the guest bathroom to wash my dishes.
2. When I go into the guest bathroom to wash my dishes, Tigger the Dog won’t follow me and hover outside the door waiting for a treat from the linen closet. The linen closet where I currently have the dog treats, the cleaning supplies, the plant food, the extra vases, the mops, paper towels – everything but linens. Now I NEVER feed TTD from the linen closet but, while she is bone dumb about some things, she is wicked smart about anything food related. She can hear me think about eating and boom, she’s right at my side drooling. Note to self: Find some linens for the linen closet.
4. Dishwasher! I will be able to wash my dishes in a dishwasher and not a teeny tiny sink in the icky brown granite guest bathroom where, if you tilt the mug the wrong way, you’ll break the handle off your favorite mug.
5. The guest bathroom will become that again, a guest bathroom. Not a kitchen sink, kitchen counter, paint brush cleaner, dish rack, AND guest bathroom. Do you know when you flush the toilet with the seat open, tiny particles of urine and feces fly up into the air. Try feeling good about eating off a plate that was dried in the bathroom when a guest has used the toilet and not put down the seat to flush. Husband’s eating issues have become mine.
7. With my cup of tea in my next favorite mug, I’ll be able to sit at the kitchen counter and look out at the woods and have possible Owl sightings while writing deep thoughts. I won’t be stuck in the corner of the office/bedroom/TV room/dining room with my back to the driveway and a of view of the pile of bricks on the pallets. The bricks we were saving for reuse on when we built the kitchen deck. The pallets that are disintegrating and, while totally unsightly, have become a five star apartment complex for the chipmunks.
8. Food will become something to savor again. Not leftovers heated in a toaster oven, balanced precariously on the folding table or nuked in the wonky microwave that currently lives on the floor next to the dog food. A delicacy, not just simple concoctions I thought I wouldn’t be eating for dinner at my age – like tuna and chips on toasted white bread. I will, however, no longer be able to use the lack of kitchen as an excuse for my bad eating habits but I'm pretty sure I can live with that.
9. At some point, when the new fridge comes in, we’ll be able to move the current fridge out of the foyer and into the basement where it’ll become a beer and wine fridge. And we’ll get some beer and wine and sit in our new kitchen and drink. And we can sit in our new den and drink. I’m smiling so hard right now.
10. Eating out will become an occasion again. Not a five-minute argument and then a sullen settle on whatever place we haven’t gone to this week.
There’s more I could come up with but I’m SO EXCITED I forgot to shower before writing and I have to get ready because OUR CABINETS ARE COMING TODAY! And maybe, by the end of this week, we can get our couches set up in the den and we can cook a meal in the kitchen and eat it in the dining room and then sit in the den and just relax… I CAN’T WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!
Since this is my life we’re talking about, odds are something will go wrong and tomorrow's post will be bitter and sad but until that actually happens, here is a before cabinets shot. Fingers crossed, tomorrow there will be an after cabinets shot.