Apologies to all two of you that used to read my old blog for recycling part of a post. I've had plans and ambitions to renovate our (mostly original(?) circa 1950s) kitchen since I moved in but the cost and a fear of living with chaos (I hear kitchen renos are the most fun) has kept my urge to take a crowbar to the place in check. Then I noticed a few weeks ago that the totally unsealed sink has rotted out the counter to such an extent that it looks about 2 weeks from falling out completely. Good times.
So we hit up the giant home reno store and grabbed a new sink (2 basins - the luxury!), a faucet (no more crappy plastic knobs growing mold under them where nothing can reach to clean) and new counter top (goodbye shitty worn-out weirdly absorbent whiteish counter!) and new backsplash tiles (bon voyage poorly-grouted tiles with wooden framing!!). And, although I have loved the kitch-value it added to a nasty kitchen, the peacock blue walls are going too.
We don't have the cash to do a full overhaul so the horrible cabinets will be staying. I love that they are sturdy and solid wood but the shelves are at useless heights and have been painted with cheap wall paint so we're frequently picking small bits of flaking (hopefully not lead) paint out of our food/drinks.
God-willing, the majority of the work will get done this weekend so we're not eating frozen pizza for more than a couple of days. I am so excited about even these small changes that I'm like a kid at Christmas.