Our house was built in the last parts of 1800 its OLD, and i love it ( but its a huge pain in the ass). When we first got it, it was not habitable. We hacked our way to the front door, hauled truck after truck to the dump, and literally feed it with our blood sweat and tears. We were working on a deadline so the kids could start the new school year in this town, so the necessary got done ( ripping out carpet, redoing the bathroom, new plumbing, ect) but the want to do had to wait. The want to do so often gets pushed behind need to do, should do, kinda have to do or else. the kitchen has always been a bit eeeh not dirty or horrible but with the 1960 metal edged counter top always gathering crumbs and the yucky wood cabinets it was crying out for help. And yet we didn’t go into this with plans of a mini makeover. My husband dear and sweet said ” now that i have the router stuff i can router those cabinet doors” to be honest he did not say stuff not sure what he said though. because we were doing the edge of the doors with the router they were also getting a paint job( made more difficult by the 1/9 inch layer of varnish on them) .so down came the doors that hadn’t been removed in at least three or four interior paint jobs based on the amount of paint on the screws. He routered and i sanded, he putties and i sanded some more. Then paint with primer, than regular primer because the wood was leaking out wood color into the paint even though this wood is older than dirt. This is when my me -ness comes into play ” perhaps we should paint the base color around the top trim” so then that’s done. ” we can’t really paint just the cabinets we have to do the wall, oh and the countertops.” Then speaking of counter tops ” it would be awesome if they were low enough my mixer would fit…” then he diligently banged the cabinets apart to raise them three inches and it makes a huge difference yay!, cut them down , reassembled them, then the doors we just finished needed redone.cut, router, putty , sand, primer, paint, detail paint….. And onto the walls we go. Did i mention the four to five layers of contact and or wall paper? I love the color picked for the walls, but once applied it looked like a swimming pool with cabinets ( off to the home improvement store for more paint) on the walls it goes. The bottom cabinets were supposed to be grey once applied however the color i picked was defiantly a blue ( don’t mind the jelly in the photo i couldn’t cook this whole time i don’t function well in a mess) i wanted to add the grey to the wall instead. Now too much grey crap, how about a stripe ( out comes the laser level , has to be even bumpy plaster walls be damned) and a stripe yeah …..… Nope. How about half and half….. Ok yeah That’s good now just trim needs done and some touch up then boom, carpel tunnel tears its ugly head so it’s almost done but not quite. Thank goodness my husbands patience is like a bag of holding . And that is how a simple suggestion turned into a project with no seeming end. Now about that ceiling fan i never have liked it….