When Ben first showed me Mint House, my first reaction was "nope" and the biggest reason was the kitchen. We use our kitchen A LOT; we like to cook, people are always eating, there are 5 of us and Maya is always trying to be a part of the party! This dinky kitchen was not going to work. When our realtor walked through with Ben, I asked where they kept their food. There was a family living there and she could not figure out where their food was! Storage was definitely an issue, but I had no idea it would be our smallest issue.
We bought Mint House and embraced the simple life of a small kitchen. This house is 100 years old and clearly people have been just fine for centuries before us, so we can also figure it out.
This was the kitchen when we moved in:
Pretty much as soon as I was done, Ben commented that for how small the space it, it probably wouldn't be too much to replace the countertops and backsplash. I still love what I picked, but I did chose the cabinet color to try and make the existing backsplash make sense. We decided that we'd like to enjoy new countertops for as long as can and took a gamble on what we thought would look good. But NY is weird and we were told that it was our responsibility to remove the existing countertops and backsplash. So, while the kids and I were in Kansas, Ben demoed the kitchen!
As with everything in an old home, nothing is easy and the backsplash decided to take the sheet rock with it, so Ben had to also replace that.
We decided to save some money and install the backsplash ourselves. I say we, as I fully intended to help, but the space is so small that it just didn't work for both of us in there, so Ben did the whole thing himself.
Not pictured, Ben also had to rewire the dishwasher, rework the plumbing and install the faucet and I'm pretty sure several other things I didn't even know about. He put so much work into this kitchen and it turned out great!
And just when you thought we were done...house projects tend to snowball and as soon as we finished the kitchen, the floor just stuck out like a huge sore thumb. I have always hated the floor, but tried to look past it. But now it was SHOUTING at me and it needed to be silenced. So, while Ben was fishing in Canada with my dad, I painted the tile! Well, first I had to scrub...7 hours of scrubbing got the tile from this:
To this:
This is what living through the project looked like:
2 comments:
All of it turned out so gorgeous. I love the painted floor (and I'm with you, that orangey stuff was gross).
Thanks! I'm so glad it looks good to an outside eye!
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