It still seems a little shocking to me that when we walked into our Historic Remodel project for the first time, we didn’t turn around and RUN out. The house had suffered decades of neglect, and the previous owners had begun a restoration before running out of resources. The house was not livable, and with an active family of five, how could we take on a major project to turn this old house into a home? What were we thinking??! But we couldn’t turn away, there was something about this house that reached out to us – even the kids agreed that they’d put up with the dislocation and chaos and hard work that renovation would require….after all, it would be kind of like camping, right?
It began with the kitchen with no appliances, no cabinets, no counters, nasty pink paint on the wall, disintegrating checkered tile…and a LOT of imagination. I educated myself on the wonderful world of crockpots and hotplates and envisioned our future stove top and oven. We began to dream up and engineer a place that would become the heart of our home. My husband brought his engineering background and ability to learn new skills to the project. I brought my design experience and willingness to live in an RV for (3) months in our own driveway. We lovingly referred to that experience as living in 300 square feet of Hell…did I mention we have a large dog and 3 kids?
Here is a photographic timeline that gives you an idea of our first (months). This is the “kitchen” as we found it. No counters, no cabinets, little wall space to work with. We had to come up with a layout that would work for a functional and modern kitchen.