I hate my kitchen island. It's not the island's fault. It's just (as we say in Texas) "butt ugly." (See photo below - if I can attach it) It's square, a junk catcher, has crappy storage, and has 1975 formica which is chipped. Now once you see this photo, you might say Cindy, what are you complaining about? Try living with it.
Back in the day when "This Old House" was on, one of the episodes Paul and I remember vividly was a remodel of a kitchen where the host talked about how islands were inefficient and that a pennisula was a much better use of the space.
When we first met with Vivienne, we talked about getting rid of the island altogether. In her wisdom, V came up with a really great idea, an island that retracted into the wall (kind of like a murphy bed)., I have to tell you I was really excited about this until Paul, my dear husband put the kabosh on this by saying, "Cindy the only time it will ever move will be when I clean the kitchen, because no one else will move it but me, and it will stay in the middle of the kitchen the whole time, so what is the point?" I also forgot to say that in addition to his construction prowess, Paul also had a cleaning business before we got married and I am ashamed to say it - is a much better house cleaner than I am.
You know, he was probably right but I was crushed because I would have been the only kid on the block with a retractable island. Back to the drawing board.
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