Kitchen Renno, Part 1

The story of how we found our house, and subsequently the story of the purchase, is a good one. But that is for another time. Right now we are addressing the incredibly poor taste of the previous owners.

When we first moved in there was this ancient oven-wave (that's slang for an all-in-one-unit oven/microwave) that I can only imagine emerged from the 1978 Woolworth's catalog. It was hideous! Besides that, every.....and I mean every cabinet in our house is oak. The bathroom fixtures are oak. The hallway lights were oak mounted. The freaking toilet seats were oak. And not some nice, modern design using oak for its durability and strength, oh no, these are the awful 1980's oak. I hate them. And so does Brandon. Since we've lived here we've changed out the powder room sink unit to a pedestal sink and removed all the oak fixtures. Just last year we FINALLY got rid of the frosted, frilly glass hallway lights that were mounted on oak. Unfortunately, we hadn't quite gotten around to much of the rest.

Here is what our kitchen looks like (at least part of it):

My mom thinks the cabinets are fine. I personally cannot stand them. And so we decided to do a low cost remodel and paint the kitchen. I left this past weekend to go with Tonya on her little girl's birthday party extravaganza. When we were on our way home I got this text:

Bud: How far out are you?
Nik: half hour or so
Bud: Why not longer?
Nik: Because we left? I don't know.
Bud: You should go out to lunch
Nik: I'm tired, I want to come home
Bud: Don't you need to go to the store for a few hours?
Nik: No, I will swing by the store for milk but then I'm coming home

This is what I walked in to:

I'm so proud of my hubby for working on this project. Neither of us like to paint so I know it's no picnic.

Tonight I ordered the drawer pulls, hinges, knobs and the tile for the backsplash. I can't wait until it all comes together!