Oh man, my people. It is so on. I've marshalled the necessary energies and debt to finally do something about the kitchen limbo I've been living in for an age. I've signed up with a remodeler, pulled down a bunch of crumbling plaster, and bent my brain around cabinet, flooring, and appliance shopping. Lemme show ya around!
The kitchen with some elements still intact (including unwashed dishes and general squalor):
The destruction begins:
Middle-aged woman with wrecking bar. FEAR ME!
I show a couple more walls who's boss:
After the first layer of newer drywall is off, the really attractive, greenish plaster is revealed:
At this point, I can't take it any more:
But I finished off that green monster the next day:
I let the professionals take down the ceiling. I still have my sink for now, but will likely lose it in the next few days. Then it's the hose out back for me! I'm pretending I'm camping.
But oh my god you guys! Here's what it could look like (with different cabinet styles, countertop, and appliances), according to the cabinet guy's computer:
Isn't it to die for!? The party begins an hour after the last carpenter leaves, y'all!