Our Kitchen Floor Fiasco

Feeling a bit cocky, I strutted into the kitchen & poured my coffee over a splash of half & half – today was the day.  I poached 2 eggs instead of 1, I knew I was going to need the extra energy for what was about to take place.

The resurrection of our kitchen floor was happening today.

Photo taken during the process of popping up tiles.

Blink if you have ever been disappointed with a purchase?  I saw you, you blinked…

It’s happened to all of us.  It looked absolutely fabulous on the size 2 model.  You order it.  You get the long-awaited “Your package has been delivered” text – you race to the mailbox through the snow in your house slippers – rip open the box…

wait a minute….

this just ain’t right.

That describes how I felt about our kitchen floor.

In the store it looked great.  It was rustic, with all the right colors and a design that would not show dirt.

The perfect floor for our kitchen…. right????

WRONG!!

We have the same flooring in our bathroom

and it looks great…

in there.

But, in our kitchen??

I knew it was wrong before the installation was complete.  I wanted to say something but we had 2 pallets of this stuff.

It was awful, it was clashing with my countertop.  Two busy patterns in conflict.

This was a bitter pill to swallow.

When you are working on a project of this magnitude, the last thing you want is to redo something you have already spent time and money on.

I tried to find something good.  The only good thing about it was that it hid the dirt well…  but when I thought about it –

dirt hiding on my kitchen floor did not seem like something I really wanted.

 

So, after 2 years of witnessing a daily tug of war in my kitchen, I decided today was the day.  After my breakfast of caffeine and protein, I marched out to the garage, got the hammer and a chisel, and took it all up.

I hammered and chiseled to “Boom Boom Pow” until every last piece of that tile was out of there.

My version went like this….

tap-tap   Popppp…….    tap-tap   Popppp…..

Thank you to the Black Eyed Peas for keeping my hammer in perfect rhythm.

When all the dust settled from the hammering, chiseling, and sweeping we decided to extend the same living room flooring into the kitchen.

Sir Lots-a-Wit installed the flooring (both times).

I got the honor of trimming the base of the cabinets at the floor.

I used 1×3 oak – mitered the corners and stained them to match the existing cabinets which are knotty alder and nailed in place.

This new floor looks fabulous – it does show dirt…  but I am okay with that.

Lesson learned?

When picking flooring or countertops or backsplash, consider the big picture.  Make sure it all flows.

Sidenote – through all the hammering and chiseling and shop vac noise, our sweet Bella is always right there, she has no flooring preference.

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Then with garden snips in hand, I wandered our woods gathering the perfect cedar branches. Once they were elegantly displayed on our mantles – I was reminded of just how flammable those once live branches can be.  So, after removing my budget outdoor branches, my next jaunt was to our local Hobby Lobby.

I experimented with one display after another and still another – combining this with that and that with this…  standing back to admire each new creation, they all shared one problem, none of those creations were that admirable…  until I started removing items one by one – it seems the more I took down the better I liked it!

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Some extra pine branches on the mantle just under the snowshoes created the look I was after on this mantle in our family room.  So simple.
Each of our fireplaces provides the warmth and peaceful spirit of Christmas.  Especially when I am sipping a cup of hot cocoa seated on one of the hearths.
 Bottom line: Simple can be beautiful.

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