Its Really Taking Shape!

By noon on Friday our cabinets were installed and installed by one of the nicest man I have ever met.  I hope that somewhere down the line I will meet him again and it will turn out that he is the uncle of one of my friends and that we could get to know him.  He installs cabinets for a living, all day he works by himself and yet he is so appreciative for work, happy to be living and was so helpful with any of my questions/concerns. I normally want nothing to do with unknown men, regardless if they have a crown or a halo.  Any time I have to meet with some man I don’t know (or barely know) I make Jordan come with me as my security guard.  But there was something sincerely relaxing about this man.  I pray that he is blessed immensely and that other can be as uplifting for him as he was to us. Isn`t it lovely!

Alright, onto our Kitchen.  By the time I started loading up the shelves and drawers I realized that I was going to have to be much more strategic, not just a little, but like playing Monopoly at Christmas with my brothers strategic. I thought that I would finally be able to reclaim my linen closet and no longer have hot sauce sitting beside my pillow cases.  No really the case, although our Kitchen is so much more beautiful than what we had before, something has to be said about additional storage spaces in the 60’s.  Yes, the old cabinets were ugly and very impractical – there was a lot of storage.  The 60’s saw an extensive use of upper cabinets, hood fans with cabinets above them and corner cabinets that seemed to go into the abyss (even though you could never access that back corner due to lack of light and practicality).  In our new Kitchen we have a section full of upper glass cabinets, where organization is a must and is home to only beautiful dishes. We also have a range hood with a neck that reaches for the ceiling and allows no room for upper cabinets.  Aside from our truly magical ‘Magic Corner’, there is no where to put dry goods.  I jsut need to say that I love these ‘magic corners’ and it need to become a standard in every Ktichen to elimiante those terrible waste of space corners and lazy susan (whose Susan anyways?)My wonderful in-laws came over to help renovate this weekend and what a blessing that was – Jordan’s dad helped him with the flooring and his mom helped me organize life in our new Kitchen. Here`s a look at our new floors!Antoinette seems to be an organization guru and gave me the much needed perspective.  After I realized I could begin moving into my new Kitchen I pretty much crammed my cupboards full of goods as fast as I shovel ice cream in my mouth, not caring where it was going, but just getting it in there.  I soon started to panic, I still had a linen closet full of dry goods, a cabinet full of Tupperware and coffee cups stacked on the counter and the cupboards were full.  She quickly assessed the situation and realized that I was not the organization master I pretended to be.  After about an hour she had me and the goods sorted out and much to my happiness things began to fit!  There still are a number of deficiencies that are going to be sorted out in the next couple weeks, so we can’t get completely settled in quite yet.

Already unorganizedOur new Kitchen is lovely, but when I first came home I immediately noticed some things that weren’t right, not so wrong that Mike Holmes would come over and rescue me, but wrong enough that I am not satisfied.  The deficiencies range from cracked doors, wrong drawer fronts and soft close doors that are not so soft close, nothing to loose my composure over, but enough that my Kitchen doesn’t really feel finished.  Today we have a representative coming over from the cabinetry shop to resolve any issues, but I think it will take another couple weeks to have it finished.  Granted we still need to finish the flooring and tile the backsplash, but I just wish it was something we could cross off the ever growing list.  It will all be completed in a few short weeks and I just need the patience to get there.  I am so pleased with how things have gone and have been so blessed to have an amazing husband who takes the time to learn how to plumb in our Kitchen faucet and sink. Seriously, Jordan is a mastermind, he can watch a Youtube video on soldering and 5 minutes later we have a new hose bib!  He has been working feverishly at getting our flooring done is already half way done the 750 square foot area.  By 10pm I usually have nothing left in me seeing as I am in my fist trimester and I turn into the worst renovation helper that ever existed. I tend to try to complete the task lying down, with one arm or whine enough that Jordan sends me to bed.  The other night I wasn’t feeling so hot and at 6 I found myself making a little bed on the corner of couch sticking out of the rubble – that was it for me and my very unhelpful skills (see below).  I woke up 4 hours later, made my way to bed and slept until 8am the next morning – worst renovator ever!  My little make-shift bedThen there’s Jordan, he’s up until midnight every night, working endlessly to complete a task and not resting until he’s satisfied or until our neighbor makes a point of telling him that they are going to bed (I am sure they tell him so that he stops using the table saw at midnight, but maybe because they want to wish him a good-night, who knows).  We have a great group of friends and this being the long weekend coming up, we are all getting together for a stay-cation here at home.  One of the events on Saturday is a BBQ at our house, so we are on the clock to have the flooring, granite and baseboards completed, so no more slacking for me, its time to step up.See you later Old Cabinets – have fun at the dump!

Here Comes the Cabinets

Our Kitchen cabinets were delivered yesterday and I don’t know if I have ever been so eager to renovate a space in my life.  I love re-doing spaces, but I don’t think any other reno will feel as satisfying.  It seems as though the moment we bought the house all I have been thinking and dreaming about is a new kitchen, I sketched and sketched until I had my vision right and couldn’t wait for it to come true!  To me, it’s the perfect marriage of feminine and beachy and as far as I can tell I am going to love every aspect!!  My slim, well kept folder is now busting with papers and samples. The papers are now so worn and so loved that they appear to have come through the centuries, instead of only being a couple years old.

Here’s what we started with and yes, it came with the amber plastic ‘glass’!

Just over a year ago I could stand it anymore, the Kitchen was just too ugly and was draining my love for the house, so I decided that I was going to take things into my own hands for a little bit.  Redoing the Kitchen consists of redoing the ceiling, leveling and replacing the floors, new lighting and then the actual cabinets.  Being that the Kitchen renovation was going to cost an arm, a leg and our first born, it was something we were going to have to save up for.  I figured that we could afford a couple cans of paint and so one afternoon I took all the doors off and painted my heart out.

It was better than the sweetest ugliest Kitchen I could have imagined!

In January we decided that it was time to start taking the Kitchen apart.  One portion of my vision included removing the existing window above the sink (because that is where the stove and range hood were going) and add two new windows to the wall overlooking the park.  There was already one window, but it was gross, old, half of it made of Styrofoam and a serious eye sore.  So, Jordan moved my turquoise Kitchen into the dining room and our dining room table along with the chairs and rug were piled onto our guest bed.  Jordan worked and worked and worked until the project was completed.

Here is the hardware I have chosen, isn’t it sweet!! I love the elements that the glass and chrome bring to the Kitchen.

This Kitchen is a seriously longtime coming and I when the truck arrived yesterday to drop off the cabinets it was all I could do not the hug them.  As soon as the delivery man left I madly ripped open one of the boxes and peeked at my new cabinet doors.  It was like Christmas Eve and I was forced to wait until the next day to see them and so when no one was watching I opened a gift. Look how excited the cabinets are, they are soo happy to finally be home!

I know that they are still in boxes but I can’t help be in love already!

I just can hardley wait to tear into these boxes! It should only be a couple days until the cabinets are completely installed!  The install is happening as I type and all I can think about is running home and watching it unfold.  It’s a good thing I have a meeting all morning because otherwise I would not get anything done.  I am so excited that if I got into my car after work and it wouldn’t start I would kick off my stilettos and run home!  Can’t wait!

And It Smells Like Grandma

Summer Time means BBQ’s with friends, sun screen burning the eyes, watching a movie outside and at our place swimming in the lake during renovation breaks.  Happy First Day of Summer, a very fitting time to start our beach inspired home renovation blog!

Its just the three of us so far, My wonderful husband Mr. J, myself and our bossy dog Monty.  We live in a 1300 square foot home with 3 bedrooms and a monstrously overgrown backyard, but we are in the middle of renovating our soon to be beautiful home!

This story begins just over four years ago, my husband and I were married for a mere month and we were busily working away at completing our newly built home.  As we were sanding down the drywall, I turned to my husband and said “I am so glad we are building a new home and not renovating”, to which he replied “I don’t (ever*) want to renovate a home” (this ever* has been a point of discussion in the past couple of years – Jordan doesn’t remember saying ever, but I heard it loud and clear and breathed a sign of relief when he did!).  I grew up with a family who was constantly renovating and in homes which never seemed to leave the project phase.  I knew renovations were not for me and because of the man I married I was destined for a life of new homes…little did I know that 1 year later we would be moving into an older home smelling like grandma.

And here I am now, living in the middle of a renovation and seeking refuge in my bedroom.  It’s my only place free of exposed plywood, raw electrical wires and partially completed paint jobs.  Our home is on Alice rd, a cute little name for a cute little house getting closer to completion each day.  We live just a long stone’s throw from the beach, on the edge of a park and at the base of a hill – its a beautiful neighbourhood and lucky for us our house is one of the ugliest!

In the beginning I was scared to death, images of tearing up smelling underlay and holding up drywall until I could have beat out any Survivor Contestants ran through my head day and night.  The house was born in 57, that means 53 years of dead skin flakes, a musky old mushroom growing crawl space and 53 year old dried urine around the toilet.  When we built our last home we used up Jordan’s parents as resources, forcing them to sand and paint every evening, so I had reason to be scared.  This was not a task I wanted to take on ourselves.  But it was amazing, our friends and family were more than willing to help us tear up old flooring and rip down walls for months.  But all too soon those months came to an end and soon enough parents were avoiding our phone calls and friends had made plans for every night of the week.  We had run them dry.  So room by room we renovate, doing what we can and every once and a while roping in an unsuspecting bystander.  Oh Alice, your my nemesis.

Just to show you what we exactly we are dealing with I will give you a little photo run down of our home – Meet Alice.

The Front of Our Alice Home

The Rotten Back DeckThe Rotten Deck and Unruly Yard

The Wall in the Middle of the House

Main Hideous Bathroom

Kitchen and yes, if you were wondering – the previous owners left us those beautiful window treatments!

Our delightful Masterbed room!

This journey is going to be bumpy, but filled with fun, accidents and lots of laughing!

Happy First Day of Summer!