At Long Last

It’s been eight years since I moved back to Mississippi and during that time, Bill and I renovated the entire house, all except for the kitchen. Finally, this past August, he and I agreed to take on the kitchen. We finally finished it right before Thanksgiving. Well, we still need to install a hood over the stove, put in some mood lighting, and thresholds, but it is mostly complete and I have breathed a sigh of relief. My house has now returned from chaos.

Renovating a 125-year-old house certainly had its challenges. One of the side effects we discovered is that when you make major changes to an old house, you wake up the ghost who made his appearance at different times during the renovations. The kitchen was the worst. Lloyd (the ghost), kept turning on the TV during the days I was working in the kitchen. The first time he did it, it made me jump out of my skin because the volume was on high. After that though, the more he turned on the TV, the less response he got from me. I just got used to it. Some ghosts aren’t scarey. In fact, Lloyd has been known to have a sense of humor. I figure we can co-exist.

There was a drop ceiling in the kitchen that we wanted to remove. To our surprise, there were 3 layers of ceiling under the tiles. And although you can only see Bill in the photos, I worked right along side him the whole way. Somebody had to take the photos.

My favorite part of the kitchen is the upper shelving we extended all around the room that holds my bird collection.  There is a section for chickens, ducks, song birds, raptors, shore birds, and pelicans. A life time collection is now on display. Hooray!