Saturday, November 6, 2010

new kitchen

Some of the blogs that I regularly visit have these theme days where they show pictures of their living spaces. I get the look through beautiful dinning rooms, kitchens, and living rooms. And I think -- no way am I showing my living space. My living space (despite the fact that I am an avid watcher of HGTV) is not fashionable.

Some of my lack of fashion is normal. I like to believe I am fashionable but I think I might be delusional. The other part is that I have not decorated. I am still hoping to move so when I moved into this place I did not hang pictures. As a matter of fact, most of my art work, knick knacks, and decorations are in storage -- in a different state.

When I moved to this state I moved into a small house. Small. Let me define small -- 750 square feet. Two bedrooms, one bathroom. Small. My kitchen was tiny. My friends use to think I was joking about the size --- and then they would visit. If I stood in the middle of my kitchen floor facing the stove -- I could cook. If I did a quarter turn clockwise -- I could do dishes. Another quarter turn and I could chop and fix meals. Turning only required. No steps necessary. Another quarter turn and I would walk out of the kitchen -- only about 3 steps -- between the stackable washer and dryer and the fridge. If I opened the fridge door all the way it would hit the washer and dryer.

I lived there for just under 5 years. I made it work. But when I moved to that house I needed a new table and chairs. I wanted round. So I got a small round slate table with 2 chairs. I was single. It worked. And it still worked when Ladybug came home. And when I moved in here -- the table came too. Here is my kitchen when I moved here a few short months ago. Keep in mind it is a rental and I plan on moving again.



And then about a month ago I did something stupid. When my family was trying to decide about Thanksgiving, I made the suggestion that I host it. What was I thinking??? I have a table that sits 2. My parents are coming. My sister and her daughter are coming. I don't care how creative I am -- there is no way I am sitting 6 at that table. So it was time to get a new table.

I spent time on craigslist. A lot of time on craigslist. I discovered that a lot of people own really ugly furniture that they are trying to get rid of. I also discovered that the good stuff goes in a blink of an eye. I would email and get responses back that it sold 5 seconds ago -- literally. I also discovered that some of the people who sell on craigslist are slimy. I was on top of it one day. A new table popped up and it was exactly what I wanted. Well, almost -- only 4 chairs. And it was only $75. I got an email back that it was still available and I could see it the next morning. About 1/2 later I got a second email from the seller. He said he made a mistake on the price. It was really $100. How do you make that mistake? I didn't respond. Was it worth $100? Probably. But I didn't like this tactic. You don't raise the price on a used table because someone bit so quickly. About 1/2 hour later I got another email. This time it was from his wife. Saying he was a jerk. The price was $75. But it just left a nasty taste in my mouth. So I emailed her back and told her that I would not be looking at the table and she should feel free to show it to other people. She immediately emailed me back saying she was holding the table for me and that I was obligated to come look at the table because I said I would. Whatever! I didn't go.

I ended up finding a table with 7 chairs -- yea, everyone gets to sit at Thanksgiving dinner! And the previous owner even fixed the 2 chairs that were broken. So here is my new kitchen.





Mean Mama

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