Last week, I wrote about “Kitchen Week.”
Kate commented: “Just a suggestion: If you lengthened the shelves to the left of the sink, so they stretched from the wall to the window, you’d have more storage space. Maybe you could add a third shelf too.”
I replied: “Ha! My mom just mentioned those shelves to me as well. They are cheap prefab shelves we brought with us from our college apt. It has been on our agenda to replace them with shelves that run the length of the wall, and to add a third for more than a decade. But, we have tons of other projects. We finally have the wood milled and dried and ready to tackle that shelving project, but as usual, other things are taking priority right now. But in the next year, surely we will get those shelves up.” (Jonny later corrected me, “No, my dad bought and installed those shelves for us when my parents helped us move into the house thirteen years ago.)
Kate replied to me: “To me, it seems like a quick and easy fix. My husband is too busy and I’m the handy one, anyway, so when I’m in the middle of organizing and I see something that would make things better, I do it (or get my boys to). My husband says I’m a Woman on a Mission during these times. A few pine boards (from the shed or hardware store), a slap of paint, a few brackets, a level, screws and screwdriver and it’s done. Even if it’s not what I ultimately want in my dream kitchen, at least it’s better than what’s there and will make home life better. I’m all about better, not perfect, just better.”
So, I just thought I would share a behind the scenes look at how a project, this shelf project, happened at my house. You see, first a tree had to fall in the forest…
There are holes in the walls to be patched. We aren’t thrilled with the brackets, and I would love a beadboard backsplash, but these are the shelves of my dreams. They are beautiful, and are motivating me to spend more time in the kitchen, and to work harder when I am there. I am so thankful to our friends who helped make this happen, from the sawing, the hauling, to the milling and then letting it sit in your yard curing for so long. And of course to my dear husband, the artist, who can’t for the life of him just throw something together quickly. These shelves were worth the wait.
I am also thankful to Kate for leaving that last comment, one that Jonny read.
Kate, you lit a fire. Thank you!