Kitchen Karma

Can you believe I've been using my remodeled kitchen for nine, I said nine, years? I don't know how you're dealing with this bit of news, but I can hardly believe it! Yes, since you asked, I still like it very, very much. Okay. I love it. Which makes me glad that I took the time to plan it out the way I did, taking into account where to store things, what kind of cooking I do and how those two factors influence a kitchen design that works for me. And it does. I particularly like the breakfast bar, useful for eating the meal after which it is named, as well as quick lunches and snacks. It magically transforms into a wine bar when I get out the pretty goblets and a corkscrew. When the boys were younger it was easy to supervise their homework progress while I was preparing dinner nearby. The kitchen itself is roomy enough for two, even three cooks to work in when the tasks are split up according to the different work areas. Alas, in the last nine years new gadgets and dishes and cookware (oh, my!) have been acquired while less useful, worn out and excess items have gone on their merry way. In the ensuing shuffle I have made do and shoved over. Made room and tucked away. Until the moment earlier this week when I realized an entire reorganization is due. Then I did something dangerous. While pondering over the open floor space in the kitchen as I was finishing my coffee, I got out the tape measure. I was still in my pajamas. Then I had to track down a pair of glasses so I could read the tape measure from a standing position. And I determined, without professional help, that perhaps I have room for an island! Still pajama clad I consulted the internet, which is much too available at times, and found a suitable island cart that was a little smaller than what I was pretty sure I could accommodate. You can't argue with free shipping! I also did a brief search that turned up a coupon code that gave me another 15% off! When it arrives, the great kitchen reorganization shall commence! This is actually pretty good timing, my kitchen will be better organized for all that Weduation food prep! And since I'm planning a spring rummage sale, this is my opportunity to weed out all of those odd things that are wedged back into the darker corners of the cabinets. And yes, I do seem to have fully rationalized this purchase. It's not quite as much fun as my chocolate brown suede Paul Green boots, but it is a teensy bit more practical. And since it's black, I know Colleen will approve!