One more time, for the cheap seats!

Ok, so it's about 12 hours before mayhem begins. Dumpster scheduled for delivery in the morning, dudes will be showing up (quantity?) starting around 8am, and the prep work here isn't done yet. Nearly, but not yet. Whew, it's gonna be a long summer.

Things we've learned thus far:

1.) It's not easy to cook in the living room when you only have a sink either upstairs or down. Water is ESSENTIAL to making a kitchen work.

2.) Everything we think that will take 10 minutes takes a half hour, and those half hours add up. We're behind, and we haven't even begun yet.

3.) Extreme heat and humidity, combined with the extreme nature of the renovation process does not make for a bicker-free household. Luckily, we rebound well from tiffs.

With a sore back, a mini-sunburn (from yard work both here and at Dad's place on the lake) and a sweatified-grumpy attitude I await the coming days with a sense of dread and excitement. I'm certain that this process won't be easy. And I'm also certain that this process will be incredibly rewarding. I'm grateful beyond words for the opportunity to partake in such an endeavor, and I'm looking forward to every bit of it, even the hard stuff.

Until next time, kick back with your favorite beverage, enjoy a cool shower, the ability to wash your hands as often as you like while cooking, and the privacy that comes with not having to share your entire house with at least a handful of contractors.

Do it for me.

xoxo

Buried treasures from a time gone by...

Our dear electrician knows how interested we are in the history of our home, and in fact, I think he's interested, too. He unearthed these gems from the attic, wedged into the insulation. I love the old design aesthetic. Clean, simple, to the point.

Enjoy!

Hartford, Connecticut.

Patent: April 2, 1907 - March 1, 1910 - February 13, 1912.

"Chesterfield Cigarettes are a balanced blend of the finest aromatic turkish tobacco and the choicest of several American varieties blended in the correct proportion to bring out the finer qualities of each tobacco."

"No. 42 Dist. of North Carolina." District?

Investigation - you're the doctor collecting all your pay!

Two plumbing issues (read: shut-off valves that don't, in fact, shut anything off) and a few days later and we've got the cabinets out! There's been a bit of a delay to the start of the contractor's demo, but we got such a good head start that I think we're in good shape. Plus, we really needed the time to catch up on finding places for things to be. This house is looking like an episode of Hoarders!

With our kitchenette and dining room squished into the living room, we're adjusting to the limited range of cooking options (looks like pre-made pesto will be a staple this summer), and the general slovenliness that is improving 2/3 of a home while you still live in it. Our electrical contractor is doing an amazing job ridding the house of suspect wiring issues (knob and tube, mainly), and just generally making me feel safer (plus, he cleans up after himself! Bonus!). We even have the two upper bedrooms and the main bath hooked up to new, up to code wiring! This is helpful especially to Jeff, as his computer being shut off for hours at a time, for days at a time was not fun for him.

On to the pictures!

Very cool 1930's? 40's? linoleum tile, buried underneath two other layers of flooring. There's a layer of red oak underneath that we're hoping (fingers crossed!) to be able to salvage, at least partially.

The former owners' grandchildren remember red, metal cabinetry in the kitchen. I bet it looked sharp in its heyday.

Evidence of a swinging door from the dining room to the kitchen! Man, I wished someone had saved the door!

Piles of rubble, only to grow. Still have to remove nails to help wood become salvageable.

I kind of like how land-fill-y it looks. Seems so destroyed, in a good way.

Contractors were doing some investigating. Hmm, looks expensive, whatever it is.

Free at last! The last cabinet was removed, and suddenly there was all this SPACE! I'm hopeful that this feeling of space will be preserved in our new design.

Sigh. I can't say how happy I am to see the entire space like this.

There's the last cabinet, under the back window... Bye, old girl! Good luck in your new home!

Next up: the bathroom!

Deconstruction to destruction: a story in pictures.

More to be done, photographed and reported on, but for now, feast your eyes on these:

Cabinets, painted and new hardware'd by us in 2007.

Our temporary kitchen counters, now slated for use in the laundry room (perhaps?), were a welcome change from the faux-oak laminate we inherited when we moved in.

New appliances, in 2007, to go along with the mini-update that made living with this kitchen much easier. (Many of our appliances are being used in the new kitchen, save for the range/oven. We found a new and loving home for that.)

We installed under-cabinet lighting, the sink, faucet (counters) and the faux backsplash to hide the dirty, crumbly paint underneath.

So faux... it's just paint. Blue tape, measured painstakingly, cut and applied precisely by Jeff to replicate 4" tiles. We used a mish-mosh of old paints all mixed together to get this color.

I'm standing in the so-called "eat-in" area of the kitchen. The dog's head is sticking out of the dining room. Why would you have two dining areas right next to each other?

Mystery plumbing lies underneath that soffit area... let's just hope it's what the builders think it is, and that they can bury it in the walls with newer, smaller pipes.

Door to driveway, door to full bath (right IN the kitchen!), door to broom closet that hides more plumbing issues.

Don't mind me, I don't take up any room at all!

The stove is/was lovely, just not big enough.

View from kitchen into "eat-in" area, affectionately known as my hair studio. I painted the tree with left-over paints around the same time we painted the faux backsplash.

I think you can get the sense of how awkward this layout is.

Oh, and this stuff (plaster? wallpaper? who really knows...) would routinely fall into my baking area, making me afraid to prep food on that side of the kitchen.

The current maid's staircase. This area will be turned into a closet at the top of the stairs for a bedroom/office, and a pantry at the bottom for extra kitchen goodness.

Crumbling plaster, covered with our attempt at helping (sheets of pre-finished beadboard style panelling that we incorrectly nailed into brittle, nearly 90 year-old plaster), adjacent the foot of the maid's staircase.

Hello, crazy wallpaper.

The crew! Paul (up high!), Jeff (down low) and Keith ('sup).

Unearthing more gems, like giant holes in the wall for former stoves!

Mystery 1970's flooring.

Getting there. (Cabinets also found new home, with range/oven. Will be well-loved and not chucked into landfill! Success!)

Take that!

And that!

And that! (Paul was doing Crane, Daniel-son-style, just before this kick.)

Amazing how much bigger it seems when you can see out both front windows.

Gingerly removing wood to be salvaged by someone, somewhere, later.

Hmm, electrical that seems like it shouldn't be installed like that.

Unearthing the heating pipes that made everything in that cabinet very hot in the winter!

Even Christine stopped in for a look-see.

The crew worked so fast!

Then the floor was attacked. Decimated. It was awesome.