To refresh your memory, here is the state of our kitchen:
Our neighbor knew we were re-doing our kitchen and came by the other day. She stepped into the kitchen and cautiously asked Drew, "So, do you guys like it like this?" She apparently thought we were going to leave it in this state.
NO, WE DON'T LIKE IT LIKE THIS.
The first tiny step in getting our kitchen back in order was to paint the walls. As of yesterday (Sunday) morning, we hadn't picked a paint color yet and the work was slated to begin at 8 a.m. this morning (Monday). For a girl who takes eons to choose paint colors, this was a little anxiety-producing. I was thinking some sort of gray would be nice, maybe a shade between the bathroom and the bedroom, but that made me worried it would look a little sterile - white cabinets, white backsplash, gray/black/white granite, and gray walls didn't seem to do the trick in a house with colorfully painted rooms. We're also leaving the ugly brown tile in place, and a gray-white-black color scheme would probably highlight the brown. Not ideal.
We were wandering through the Copley Mall this week on our way to dinner and passed by a Starbucks. (Bear with me here - inspiration strikes in strange places if you let it). The Starbucks had these delicious teal walls covered in white subway tile. Hmm. Teal. I filed the color away in my mind as a possibility.
We got up bright and early and headed into central J.P. to our favorite hardware store. I was full of vim and vigor and ready to choose the perfect paint color, but the darn place opens at 11:00 a.m. on Sundays. It's run by a bunch of twenty- and thirty-something dudes that have apparently given themselves hangover recovery time on Sunday mornings. Fine. I guess if you're going to sell saw blades to weekend warriors, you've got to be on top of your game. Deflated, we decided the only reasonable thing to do with the hour and a half before the hardware store opened was ... go to brunch.
We got to the hardware store right when it opened and went straight to the paint wall. So many choices. We found a teal that looked remarkably like the teal in the Starbucks. It's called "Oregon Teal" and is mysteriously absent from the Benjamin Moore website, so I can't post a color sample.
We bought an entire gallon of no-VOC Oregon Teal paint in eggshell finish, reeeeaaallly hoping it would look good when we put it on the walls. Fingers crossed. That stuff is expensive. And not returnable.
In yet another bid for the Best Husband Ever Award (even though he's already won that several times over), Drew painted all the trim and all the walls all by himself. What a champ.
Look at all that lovely white trim! The paint is still drying, which is why it's a little splotchy looking.
It still looks like a crack den, but now it looks like a *high class* crack den. Improvement!
This is what it looked like all dry this morning. You can see a corner of the brown tile, which I think looks just fine. The teal warms things up a little and, even if the tile doesn't look intentional, it doesn't look crazy ugly either. Good enough!
We have all red dishes and things, which will go on the open shelves, so I put a bowl on the white table for funsies to see how it would look against the teal. The flash is a little intense, but you get the idea. I think it'll look great!
This morning, four smelly men have begun work in the house. Two of them look exactly the same, which is confusing. They were supposed to come at 8:00 but they showed up at 7:45 when no one was decent enough to answer the door. I love punctual people, but I also love being fully dressed when strange men come in the house. You win some, you lose some, I guess. I'm sure things will either look worse or better as the day rolls on.
Updates to come!
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