You are going to think I am very odd and random, after all, this post is about something I finished more than a YEAR ago. Lucky for you, you don't have to read it if you don't want to.
But, I finally found a picture of what my kitchen used to look like before I destroyed and rebuilt it. There are few things that I am
truly proud of, but the results from this project
STILL make me grin like a 1st grader at Christmas time and I wanted to share the joy.
Here it is, in it's full glory. Complete with particle board cabinets that had soaked up 20 years of grease and grime and were unfit to even touch, much less store food and dishes in. I think I stored my gardening supplies and tools in there instead. The counter top had this odd yellow wood like pattern that was chipped all around the edges. Worst of all was the floor. Genuine 80's peel and stick tile that had lost its stick in some places, and had something cemented on it from days of old. Scrub as you might, there was no helping it. I think the thing about this pic that makes me laugh the most is the cereal wall - a remnant from my time in college. I put it up hoping it would help, but it really didn't. And I was just too lazy to take it down. It certainly couldn't make the place any uglier!
Once I decided to remodel, things went remarkably quickly. First to go were the upper cabinets, ripping them out was a JOY. Soon after that, the lower cabinets went, and as soon as I figured out how to shut off the water the sink was out too. I tell ya, demolition can be addicting... the funny part is that I was able to dispose of all waste materials in my garbage can. No trips to the dump for me, just take a hammer to it and smash it to pieces... kinda like my old bathtub... but that is another story. Then came the hard part. Taking out the flooring. I really didn't want to lay anything over top of it, so it had to come up. I tried chiseling it off. I had to give up that idea after blisters formed before I got even one tile finished. Then I tried scoring it with a utility knife, pouring acid on it, and then chiseling it again with gloves on... that was a bit easier. But not much. Made for a VERY good workout. I got almost a quarter of the way done with the floor using that tactic before I wised up enough to do a bit more research. It is amazing what you can learn on the internet. Turns out if you use a heat gun and warm up the tiles, they peel right up with minimal use of the scraper. Well, a blow dryer works just as well as a heat gun, and so even though it was the middle of the summer and I had no AC, I blasted away with it. Finished the rest in one night. Amazing!
After that came the real work. Rebuilding. Luckily my dad did most of the construction, with just a little help from me (moral support and tailing off is really all I am good for there). But once we got everything installed I got to be useful again, and get to work staining, varnishing, and trimming everything. The fumes are strong, but the results are worth it. Don't you think?

Personally, I am rather impressed with our work. All that is left to do is get some paint on the walls and ceiling. I just hope the rest of my projects turn out as well.