My husband, David, is a master at taking advantage of opportunities to get things done. Unfortunately, those opportunities doesn't always come with any warning so I have to be ready to switch gears at a moment's notice.
Like this morning. He decided to paint the inside of the pantry. It's one of the last things on the to-do list for our fixer upper. The actual painting of the pantry took less time than it did to unload the pantry.
My kitchen currently looks like this:
And it won't be improving any time soon! So I'm going to have to figure out a way to cook dinner in the middle of that mess. But you know what? I've had to deal with worse. Much worse. Like when we first moved here and I didn't have a kitchen for about 2 months. I had a make shift kitchen in the dining room and used crock pots, microwave, rice cooker and George Foreman. We did dishes in the bath tub.
Yep. Remodeling is not for sissies and I'm no sissie! At least when it comes to remodeling. Snakes - now that's another matter entirely.