Day 111: It’s done…mostly

Well, the kitchen is done. Mostly. There are a couple tiny things to finish:

  • put the island light in
  • outlet covers
  • install the backsplash that we picked
  • some trim here and there

But, for all practical purposes, it’s done. We’re using it. We’re loving it.

The first night we had some people over, I ended up sitting the kids on the island while I made them plates for dinner and our friends gathered and spooned their own bowls of chili from our crockpot. I wasn’t planning for the kids to eat their dinner on the island, but they ended up doing so, snuggled next to the adult friends standing beside them, regaling these friends with tales of silliness and teaching them broccoli games. We all eventually dispersed: the kids to bed, the guys to the football game, the girls to the dining room for tea, but it was a lovely first evening spent using the beautiful gift God has given us.

I want to thank David Kurn for all his hard work, skill, and integrity. We are lucky to have him as our contractor, even more lucky to have him as a friend.

And I want to thank you, Reader, for reading, smiling, and sharing in the joys and angst of transition with us. We might live here, but this is also for you. MERRY CHRISTMAS!

I’ll keep you updated with pictures on the laundry room and bathroom as they get finished in January/February. 

But here’s some more exciting news…I’m ready to move on to my next social/spiritual experience (experiment). I plan to shave all my hair off on New Years Eve and then I will be blogging for a few months about the experience of having no hair, how having no hair affects my identity, and how others react to my having no hair. So, stay tuned….



Day 10

We had a friend couple over for dinner last night, even though all we have to cook with is our makeshift kitchen. It was refreshing! We made vegan chili in the crock pot and washed all the prep dishes before our guests arrived so we could just enjoy conversation late into the evening. This was the first time they’d seen our house since the start of the renovation, and both of them commented with enthusiasm about our smaller space and all the neat systems we’ve put in place to make it functional (Laura is an event planner and decorator and Andrew is a cook, so affirmation from them felt good).

My affinity for having a smaller house hasn’t waned yet. I’m sure it still could, but so far I’m really enjoying it. When we bought this house we were hosting dinners, meetings, and other events at home several times a week, so having a big house with lots of nooks and crannies for people to melt into was attractive.

But having people over for dinner slowed down when our second kid was born. Hosting meetings went out the window last year when our church got an official office space. And now our church isn’t meeting in homes anymore (at least for now) so most of the time our house seems way too big for us.

As such, I’ll confess that I’m a little nervous I’ll miss the smaller house when this project is over. But let’s not go overboard on that. I know it’ll be nice to have a downstairs bathroom. It’ll be wonderful to get a kitchen sink back (two in fact, if I get my way). And I can’t wait, especially at this time of year, to get my oven back (pies, cinnamon rolls, acorn squash, apple crisp, etc.). So since we don’t plan to move anytime soon, we’ll just have to combat the tiny-house nostalgia by inviting lots of people over on a regular basis. Anyone want to come for dinner?!

(P.S. – Every year around this time [ever since I was pregnant with Augie] I get a horrible case of hives. I don’t have a clue what I’m apparently allergic to, but whatever it is comes out in September and makes my life miserable. Ahhhh! I just want to scratch my skin off! Why this is relevant is because I’m taking a lot of Benedryl, so if this post doesn’t make any sense, blame it on the drugs.)


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