Thank god. Before-and-after pictures are coming up next week, but first I have to clean all this shit up and make it look presentable. You know, crystal chandeliers and whatnot.
Do I like how it came out, you might ask? As usual, the answer is more complicated than it needs to be. It has to do with one of the reasons why it took me so long to finish in the first place. I mean, besides my glacial painting pace. Sometimes, I have trouble leaving well enough alone.
Once I go down the rabbit hole of home improvement, or any big project really, it’s hard to find my way back out again. Because if I’m going through all the trouble and disruption of painting, anyway, I might as well rip out these ugly countertops, too. Then, the stove could be centered in the spot where a vent should be. And then maybe we could actually put in a vent so I don’t set off the fire alarm everyday just because I like a good sear on my meat.
And then there’s the whole refrigerator situation. How it just sits there in the middle of the room, blocking a doorway. It’s convenient when you need something, true, to have it right there in the middle of everything. But sometimes, I’d just really rather it be somewhere else. But where? I’d be in a perfectly good painting groove when I’d find myself just standing there, brush in hand, paint dribbling down my forearm, as I drew up blueprints in my head of what the kitchen should look like. The next thing you know, an hour has disappeared. The painting still isn’t done, the kids are up from their naps, and I’ve planned an addition to the house that will never happen. $%*&@
At some point you just have to say "enough," so I set fire to my mental plans and gave myself a stern lecture. We all want things we can’t have. Like a better personality, for example. You just have to learn to work around them. Paint the goddamned kitchen. So I did. It's just a little anticlimactic since the transformation happened so slowly, and many of the original problems haven't been solved. But it’s fine, I guess. Maybe I’ll be more excited when I find those "before" pictures.
At least things can finally get back to normal around here. Like thinking up something good to do with all these eggplants.