Kitchen progress

This is a view of what was the kitchen before Fred started ripping it out.

Carpet has been pulled up.

The process of ripping out the old cabinets.

Getting tools staged.

Painters paint marking studs and cabinet placement and countertop height.

We asked the missionaries to come and help bring in the cabinets from the garage. 

Old cabinets in the livingroom now.

Here are most of the upper cabinets and our new motorized kitchen window blind.

I have to admit I quit taking pictures. The progress was just so stilted and slow. Very discouraging for me to watch. It felt that each step was fraught with complications. We didn't accomplish as much as we had hoped during the month we spent there. I admit I probably added to it by wanting to get new bedroom furniture. But in my defense, that means less big pieces of furniture to move here. Not that the new furniture arrived, but it did require a trip to IKEA and Fred putting together a couple pieces so we could see if they would work out. 

Fred was busy the entire time. I was pretty engaged during the 10 days that Shannon and Brian were on their cruise and I was a full time mom again, but after I didn't feel like I had much to do. Shannon and I did get out to stores and she took me to a quilt museum and lunch on my birthday. I did get a haircut with a new gal and I think she will work out great. I watched a lot of tv and read books which is pretty normal for me, but when not in your own home it just feels different. I walked almost every morning through the neighborhood. It's a great place for walking. I think because I knew the progress downstairs was going slow it made me want to go home and wait until Fred was done. With the sale of the house in the back of our minds and knowing that the market is slowing down, it creates another facet of stress.

Knowing that there is still so much to do when we move there puts a damper on my mood about everything. I just want to be done with all this work and begin the next phase of our lives. You know, retirement where we can enjoy doing stuff together that is, I don't know, recreational and enjoyable instead of work work work worry worry and work some more.

I've been up since 4 am - so I'm not in the best of moods. I'm discouraged and anxious about selling our house. What if no one wants it? I have to admit it doesn't look great. We still have two bedrooms that are a mess. Filled with stuff. Our master closet is a mess of stuff. It seems like our prep work in Bremerton was so much more efficient. We were ready to show the house. Here we are not ready. Well we will know this weekend because we are putting out the For Sale sign no matter what. Good Luck to us.