We started a major kitchen remodel last Wednesday. It was packed up and off-limits the Sunday before that. That’s almost two weeks without the room in my house that is my solace. My place to recover after a long day of work. My world to be creative and cook. The room where we gather as a family on Sunday afternoons/evenings to cook and enjoy a large meal. I watch my son play in the back yard from those windows. I watch our dog, Pepper, scrounge for crumbs in continuous circles around the island. I relive family memories from the dishes and other items passed down to me.
Before the remodel, I already knew how important the kitchen is to me. Without it, however, I learned how important it is to my well-being and sanity. When my home is cluttered, so is my mind. Little things I can normally handle with ease have been a struggle. Every small annoyance grates on me. I have no place to go to escape.
So many people keep reminding me, “Yeah, but it will be worth it!” Yes. It will be. My favorite space in my house will be new, refreshed, rejuvenated. But until then, I will not be. So, please stop saying “It’s a small price to pay for a new kitchen.” For people that have anxiety and depression, it’s not a small price to lose your haven.
I don’t mean to sound ungrateful that we have the resources to upgrade our home. I am beyond grateful that this is happening. I am blessed with a husband that is letting me pretty much have my way on everything we’ve done to the kitchen. I’m more blessed that he’s been a rock for me during these past two weeks.
But, it’s time for the dust to settle. It’s time for me to be able to be in my happy space again.
The colors you used for all aspects of the kitchen are amazing!!