A smattering of items for the Dream Kitchen

NatureMill composter although probably without the Williams-Sonoma exclusive cabinet mount system (it seems like a body should be able to figure out how to mount it without that, you know?).

Vetrazzo countertops (in reality, Paperstone is more likely, because those Vetrazzo ones are $$$. But they sure are pretty.)

Real linoleum floors with an inlay.

Neil Kelly cabinets (these are gorgeous in person--I like the farmhouse style for this place).

Of course, this is all for the Pipe Dream Updates. Which are several years down the line, if at all.

As I live with the existing kitchen (neither a dream nor a nightmare), I'm figuring out what aspects of it I like and want to keep (walk in pantry, lots of light), and which aspects I want nuked from orbit (poor positioning of stove and fridge, no dishwasher, cheap cabinets that were never hung quite right, random door to the bathroom behind the stove), and which aspects I don't care about as much as I thought I would (no net gain in counterspace from the old place, single sink instead of a double). Both kitchens have a lot of space, oddly used, but this one's a little more livable for me. I have less pantry space (I had two freestanding ones at Beacon), but that mainly means I don't have food that goes missing behind other food (yes, there's such a thing as too much pantry).

Garage contents: the rest of Beacon

We did a labor exchange today: I went up to Greenwood, where the kidlet's godmother wrangled her while I wrangled their front garden into looking slightly less like a sea of horsetails; and her husband went down to Beacon with mine, to wrangle the remaining contents of the old house into a moving truck (our third in almost two months).

Almost everything that's going here has now gone here.

And is in the garage.

You accumulate a lot in seven years. If you are us, you accumulate a lot of unsorted, random crap that you were planning on looking at/dealing with later.

The other day, I found a whole stack of unopened Christmas/Holiday letters from 2004.

Oops?

Anyhow, now that it's out, the mad rush to get the old place ready to stage and list (ah, I remember when the beginning of May seemed a doable plan, but that was before my father-in-law had to go have a lobe of his lung removed) is on. Whee.

Thankfully, I'm just in charge of interior painting and gardening.

Oh, for $10k to just fall in my lap so I could hire someone to go do everything left for us.