It's official. I am a masochist. I finally finished building my kitchen this weekend. It felt amazing and I am so happy and relieved that is completed. I gave my contractor the biggest hug in the world and a Coors Light when we cleaned the last of the construction dust. Boy, trust me when I say there was A LOT of it.
This was quite possibly the most difficult leg of the renovation phase. We had a heat wave that lingered all weekend (if you are reading this and don't live in NYC, thank God you weren't here) and carrying all of the materials up a four story walk up in an apartment with NO aircon due to the construction dust was pretty much hell for two days. I had one or two emotional break downs. It was rough; I actually cried once. I kept thinking I must be absolutely crazy to think I can pull this off.
The above photos are from the kitchen renovation. We had to cut all of the butcher block tops, install them, rip out sheet rock to place reinforcements for the shelving, build the wall back again, install (the gorgeous) stove, put in the farmhouse sink (I've always dreamed of one), install the faucet, install the water lines and a hundred other last minute touch ups. It's not 100% complete; I need to figure out why the dryer isn't working, get the gas turned on and get the washing machine leveled properly still. Oh, and I need to paint the walls white. The list goes on and on...
Anyway, I can't believe how much got accomplished. It was a great weekend!
