My big guy was busy this weekend – he put in two longs days of work! He installed a new circuit breaker box for the kitchen in the basement and then started drilling holes and pulling wires. He labeled every wire so once the connections are made, the switches can be marked with ease. He was busy moving outlets and even installed an outlet outside. Now is the time to make changes so we are doing what needs to be done and what we want since the walls are down.
I managed to putter while he worked. Our daughter helped me empty the china cabinet. I moved that into another room and put our dishes back inside. I removed the paneling from one wall and swept the dust and debris up. Our broom is getting worn out. Our son was eager to help so I gave him a screwdriver. He removed all the doors from the base cabinets and carried them to the dumpster. While one child was busy, the other one helped me empty the remaining cabinets. I was amazed at how much the cabinets held. Once all the upper cabinets were empty, the big guy helped me remove them. We decided to leave the base cabinets so we’ll have a counter to work on. I’ll have them for another week at least.
Plastic was cut and our little man stapled it to the lower cabinets. He also helped me staple plastic over our doorway. Time for the dirt and dust to fly as the ceiling was going to come down. It was here that I escaped. I really did. I left the house. I made cookies earlier that morning and decided to take some to a dear friend that I wanted to visit. Crazy, I know, visiting a friend when I could be in a room full of falling dust and debris. I had my priorities in order. I probably would have been in my Big Guys way so I took advantage of the opportunity. My visit was short but very nice. I was fearful to return home, not knowing what mess I would find. I envisioned inches of dust all over the floor and countertops. I was delighted that my guy cleaned up pretty well. I mean, I still scrubbed the countertops, wiped down the stove and washed the sink out, but the mess wasn’t really bad.
Here are some pictures of our progress. We currently have silver, red, and brown walls (insulation and wood) and glaring, hanging lights. I am thankful though that I still have my counter and lower cabinets, even if I have to pull plastic aside to get to the pots and pans.
North wall-Before & After
East wall - Before & After
The electrical work will continue as we have more wire to run and outlets to move. Hopefully we get a call notifying us that our windows are in so we can get those in place next weekend. Soon we’ll be making a trip to the store for drywall, tape and spackle. We’ll just move from one form of fun to another.
Along with our progress, my panic level seems to be rising. I have a workable kitchen now but what will I do once the cabinets are pulled out? I mean, I’ll lose my countertop and then how long will it be before the Big Guy disconnects my oven? I’m seriously thinking of telling him he cannot do any work this Friday night as I have cookies, muffins and breads to bake. After all, I have freezer space I can fill.
I am trying to temper my panic by reminding myself the time away from the oven will be rewarded not only by a new, beautiful kitchen but I’ll have a double oven. And I already have a project planned to use that new oven. I promise, it’ll be a fun 26-step project.
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