What I failed to mention at the end of the last post is that, when we decided to not renovate the whole kitchen, my hubby agreed to getting a new dishwasher. Ours still technically worked, but it was icky-looking on the inside and it gave me the heeby-jeebies to think about washing baby bottles in it. So at the end of my peaceful sleeping week, we were in Lowe's starting the dishwasher investigation, and Isaac stumbles across some clearance cabinets. Can't say I ever even knew they sold pre-made cabinets at home improvement stores. Next thing I knew, these puppies were sitting in our kitchen:
Mom and I were in a paint store preparing to paint nursery furniture (post forth-coming), and "happened" to overhear a lady ordering paint for her kitchen cabinets. Always on the ball, my Mom starting asking her questions, and turns out she was an interior designer and had a cabinet painter that she regularly recommended to her clients, who was also getting ready to have him paint her own cabinets! Wow. Again. We snagged his number and called him on the way back home.
His price was very reasonable, and after painting (or assisting with) the nursery furniture, I was ready to never see another paint brush again, so we signed him up. We had picked a paint color back in phase 1, so that was easy-peasy at this point. Just a few days later, our kitchen looked like this:
Going green (really)... Soli Deo Gloria.
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