My neighbor with the historic plaque bungalow, we are sans plaque, stopped by just about the time my walking partner showed up. Although the house is picked up and neat, when someone is looking at period details, other things show up. We opened a kitchen cabinet door and there were crumbs right on the pathway to the original hardwood under the sink. I decided it was time to take things out of the room and do a thorough cleaning.
In addition to a long workout, I designed the life I want in the kitchen. My husband is out of town, and I removed the industrial kitchen cart that became a catchall for items that did not fit in the cupboards. Water bottles, boxes of tea, odd canisters and coffee pods in full view annoy me tremendously.
The closed bar from the family shown above now sits where a messy cart held all those items. We have a lot of wine and I moved it twice yesterday. As I said, it was a good workout.
The microwave that fit previously is on a counter in this 1935 bungalow which wasn't laid out for such appliances. It does bother me there, but I think in a couple of months, that will go to the guest house, and a smaller one, or ~~gasp ~~ none, will take its place.
I gave myself permission to design a simple area and in the process started to rethink the need for a microwave!
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