There's that whole giddy excitement mixed with sheer, unadulterated terror feeling again, I am almost used to it now. Almost. Not quite.
Lynn, my lovely friend from work announced that she was off to the beach this morning and asked if anyone wanted to join her. I, of course, jumped on the invitation like a crocodile on a wildebeest and told her we would love it. I had re-arranged the house, cleaned it top to bottom and the kids and I needed O-U-T!
After that, the phone rang several different times with several different people calling from our builder, but the most important one was from the girl booking our final walk-through of our house. In her cheery, chirpy little voice she informed me that our possession date was ..drum-roll please…
I can almost hear everyone right now…making your plans to be out of town….not answering your phone when I call..anything, ANYTHING but being a furniture mover.
Let me assure you that you can put down your credit card and stop planning on going to Fiji just so you are out of town at the time of my moving in.
I have plenty of wonderful help.
On second thought, can you take me to Fiji with you?
So we spent the afternoon at the beach, soon to be our beach too, enjoying the chilly Canadian summer. To be honest, it cheered me up to watch the kids going in the lake and having a blast even though the sun was behind the clouds most of the afternoon. In the top picture, one of the little dots in the water is my son snorkeling with his new set and Lynn's son. They appear much farther away then they were, I zoomed out to capture as much of the lake view as I could as my sister demanded pictures today.
Then my boy was in seventh heaven. Sprite and a floating chair. This is Nirvana.
The playground was almost devoid of children but mine had no interest. It was all about the water and sand.
So Sunday we decided to take a drive out to see how the house was going and lo and behold:
The Yellow Walls.
Indeed. The yellow walls are pretty much exactly what I wanted. I breathed a huge sigh of relief when Mike told me “I love them, they look great!”
So this was the kitchen Sunday.
This is the kitchen today. I cranked the contrast of this picture to make it darker, I shot all these through very dirty windows with light reflecting everywhere. To take these pictures required using one hand to shoot – don't ask me how I steadied and then clicked with one hand, I do not know- and using my other hand to block the light coming in.
So there it starts. The kitchen I have had in the back of my mind for a good 5 years now, finally taking form in our new house.
Serious thrills and chills for this cookin' mama.
This shot I left normal, the yellow color is closest to real life and the hardware isn't black like it looks above, it's a stainless steel I do believe. So far, so good, it looks like they got it all correct.
I am sure that there will be more sneaky, through the window shots as the house goes on, we do have our last walk-through on the 18th which means there will be so many pictures to see, well, that evening because I am so impatient to get these posts up and share.
The final inspection is on September 19th, taking a total of two hours and I am sure every relative that I know is going to come and help inspect. It's what we do. I have pictures of my brother's inspection with my parents, myself, Mike and the kids all working together to “inspect”.
These things are family affairs, to be sure, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
The So Excited To See My Kitchen Being Built Magpie