About five months ago, you would have found my nose deeply buried in an appliance or cabinet brochure. Tom Builder and I had decided that it was time to officially “move over to the other side of the house.” For those of you who aren’t familiar with our housing situation, we bought a house almost two years ago that is two houses that have been built together. While we did move all of our bedrooms into the newer side of the house when we moved in, we prefer to spend most of our time on the older side of the house.
The older side of the house is where we homeschool, office, and live out our day. When we bought the house, it was our plan to use the kitchen as our homeschooling facility and storage. While we do school there, I also did all of my cooking there, like any other normal family. As a result of spending most of our time on the older side of the house, it is half way decorated and holds the most cheer. However, walk over to the new portion of the house and you will find empty rooms waiting for inspiration until you hit the bedrooms.
Why? All because I loathe the other kitchen. While it is larger, it’s cold. It’s modern with a horrible looking mach stainless steel tile backsplash, and cabinets that border on a pink glaze. They say the kitchen is the hub of a household, and that holds true for our family. I don’t do pinky kitchens. I just couldn’t imagine gathering around that pink steel kitchen and having a hot dinner together. I could go on and on, but it simply was the complete opposite of my kitchen happiness. So I worked in the smaller kitchen that spoke warmth. End of story.
But then Tom Builder opened up the door by suggesting that maybe it was time to rework the other kitchen, knowing that it would be a strong catalyst for “finishing” our move. And that was all I needed. Off to work I went locating Kitchen Design companies and looking at portfolios. In two months, we had the blueprints to a complete kitchen redesign that blew our budget by over 300%. The redesign was beautiful and involving a stack stone fireplace, windows facing the barn and fields, Alder wood cabinets, granite and all the fixings. The price was hair raising, but we were willing to bite the bullet.
I was minutes from handing the designer a check for the cabinets to be ordered, when Mr. Incredible The Cautious decided not to do anything until we saw an itemization of the demo work that was to be performed. A simple request that would take a weekend and a couple of days. A small delay. The check was never passed on. And that, my friends, is when the bottom of the market fell out. And then Obama was elected.
With the economy gutted, and a president elect who had announced he was going to tax the wahzoo out of small businesses (our livelihood) and a certain sector of the public, doing this kitchen suddenly became the most unwise decision we could make. We halted everything. Nada kitchen.