Post 4: Unexpected Whimsy. When we bought our house 3.5 years ago we loved everything about it... except the kitchen. It was seriously an armpit. Tiny and obscure. Plus, you had to roll the dishwasher over to the bathroom to plug it in and run it. We hoped to eventually overhaul the space, but in the meantime I would have to settle for throwing some lipstick on a pig, as they say. I scoured Pinterest and antique stores for clever ways to embrace the quirkiness of the space and just went for it. Mint, red, retro, vintage. We removed cupboard doors, wallpapered the fridge, painted countertops, generally made the best of it. And in all truth, it served us just fine until we pulled the trigger on our major renovation last year.
Now that I have lovely granite countertops, a farm sink, slow close cupboard doors () and most importantly space to cook and be with my people, I'm continually grateful for how far it has come. But I keep these two little pantry buddies as a constant reminder of what a blessing we've been given.