What follows here are just my thoughts and words. No fact checking, no spell checking, no promises of great insight or good grammar. Just me dumping the words in my head to words on the screen. Bear with me... sometimes it's a bumpy ride.

Saturday, August 2, 2014

A Kitchen Progresses Sloooooowly . . . .

The build-up of planning, the excitement of choosing styles and materials, the struggle with deciding among appliance brands, makes and models.... all that is now just a blip in our memories.

We have a plan:

Current Kitchen Layout - Gecko-eye view from ceiling down.


Coming soon to a kitchen in Kihei.

Appliances have arrived.  Cabinets are being shipped.  There are granite slabs with our names on them. Flooring is at the warehouse.  And help is lined up.  Now we just need it all to fall neatly into place at the same time with a minimum of snafus.  How likely is that?  

So far, we have a new, larger kitchen window (so the new, larger sink which is being moved over to accommodate a full size dishwasher) will still be centered under the window.

old...
NEW!
And we have our new fridge.  It does not fit in the space where the old one was, so it is temporarily parked in the dinning room.  The the still-boxed-up new dishwasher & microwave are stacked in the space previous occupied by the old fridge.  To wit:



Currently, we are looking at beginning the real transformation work end of August.  We are not deluding ourselves.  We know this has so far been easy.  We've watched enough HGTV to know there are challenges and surprises and headaches ahead.  

We are thinking we need to have a "safe word"... so that when there is no place to cook or make food, no sink to wash anything in, a fine layer of white dust on every surface and in every crevice, a living room full of kitchen, and nailing and sawing and sanding and swearing going on, and tempers will be a bit frayed and patience shorter than ideal... we need to be able to say to each other, without recrimination,  "Whoa.  Don't bite my head off.  Dial it back a notch there, bunky."

I was thinking "Armadillo".  Oh, but if I were to say "I'd like you to be an armadillo right now"... that conjures an image of steaming, flattened road kill somewhere on a lonely stretch of Texas highway. Granted, that may accurately reflect the sentiment of the moment,  but I think misses the whole intent of a safe word.  

Maybe we'll go with "Giraffe".




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