You’ve Changed Us, Kitchen

After a late night of tearing down tarps, mopping the house (ceiling included!), and trying to remove the sawdust from our house, I’ll admit it.  We’re crashed on the couch right now.  We keep staring over at the kitchen a couple feet away.  We’ve had so many memories throughout this project.  

I don’t think I’ll ever forget the day I was sanding when our doorbell rang.  The neighbor next door wasn’t feeling well and asked if we would stop making all the noise that day.  I said that of course I would.  Martin was at work; it was just me.  I had plenty of jobs that didn’t involve power tools.

Then I shut the door and nearly fainted.  It was my first conversation in German!  Yes, it was rocky.  Really Rocky.  But I did it.  The joy I had that day is the same joy we hold now for our finished kitchen.  (I think that neighbor will have it when she finds out were finished, too!)

dishwasher closed

I’ve put together a quick rundown of our remodel on the tab above… obviously called “Kitchen Remodel“.  It’s got a few things I’ve never mentioned (maybe a few unseen photos, too), and loads of before/after shots and links to a lot of our small kitchen tricks like the oven/microwave combo unit we snatched.  Go check it out!  I feel like there are so many wonderful and exciting things to talk about now.  

If you have any questions about our kitchen or anything, give me a shout.  Germany has become so comfortable that I sometimes wonder what kind of culture shock I’ll have back in the US.  It means I also kind of forget that things like measuring water usage To The Liter aren’t exactly normal for everyone like they’ve become since we moved to Germany.

Now I just wish the bakery delivered those pretzels that they make every day.  Well you know, and that I could actually call them without panicking.  My German involves a whole lot of hand gestures for words I don’t know.  I’d probably end up accidentally throwing the phone at our new kitchen while trying to gesture “go up the stairs”.