Between purchasing our cabinets and the actual delivery the idea of our new kitchen was becoming more and more imminent and Katie’s ambition was beginning to rub off on me. So I caved on my Law & Order watching, tea drinking weekend and we got down to business on Friday night.
Katie began the kitchen migration to our office with the genius idea to use our little nook table as a makeshift kitchen counter while I started pulling up floor tiles. A little elbow grease and a flat head screw driver did the trick. Goodbye yellow tiles!
We actually even got around to trying .. ahhem … I repeat … trying to remove our first cabinet. These things were freaking built right in to the house.
Now at first glance you might say to yourself “you need to remove the screws first dummy” – well, I hate to break it to you but I did. I removed every screw I could find and the thing still wouldn’t budge. I pried and pulled and hung and yelled but nothing seemed to work. I then decided to forgo our plan to reuse or donate our cabinets and began to completely dismantle the darn thing piece by piece.
I finally was able to work my way down to a frame on the wall. As it turns out, the builder custom built these things expecting that nobody would ever want to replace them so they were screwed, nailed, glued, and anything else you could think of to stick them in place forever.
In the end, a bit more prying seemed to work.
That cabinet did me in and it was time to call it a day.
I guess there’s no turning back now. New kitchen here we come… soon… hopefully… soon… we’re…coming…
Ever taken on a project that freaked you out a bit when you stepped back to take a look? Welcome to our world.