Cabinet Fever

Ok. It's official. I'm done. Ladies and gentlemen, submitted for your approval, my newly refinished kitchen cabinets...

They used to look like this:

I feel like I've been working on this project forever. I lost track of exactly how long it's taken me, but the duration of the project was somewhere between the amount of time it took Stephenie Meyer to write the "Twilight" saga and a Kardashian marriage.

"To be fair, I wrote the first 8 chapters of 'Breaking Dawn' when I accidentally vomited onto my keyboard."

When you're like me and have the mental focus of an ADHD four-year-old, sticking with something like this is a total achievement. I probably could have finished it in a weekend if I didn't have a little imp running around looking for things to touch/ruin/break. And since I'm of the opinion that kitchens look classier without hand prints all over them, that meant I could only work (allotting for dry-times) while Jack was in school or sleeping.

Any achievement (even a small one like mine) is never accomplished without at least some degree of physical/mental anguish. You never hear about how many times the guys that climb Everest fantasize about calling a rescue helicopter to pull them off the mountain and live out the rest of their days in warm, safe mediocrity, but it was probably every single second.

"Eff this. I'm gonna go get a latte."

Pretty much the entire time I was working on the project, I was fighting back the urge to run screaming from the house, calling a contractor, or just living with a crappy half-refinished kitchen that looked like a s'more.

And by "crappy", I mean "delicious".

Anyway, I'm done with my kitchen cabinets, and now I can focus on finding some other psychotic project to undertake (and blow up facebook about). To everyone who cheered me on throughout the process, I thank you sincerely. Were it not for your completely incomprehensible faith in my ability to tackle absurd projects, I'd probably still be living in my 90's kitchen.

Though arguably, I'd have more of my sanity.