In April of 2011 we decided it was time to renovate our kitchen. Yup, almost 17 months ago. Going on 23 years old and totally not functional for a girl that would live in the kitchen if she could, it was time. So we knocked down the wall between the dining room and the kitchen, and then came abruptly to a screeching halt. Why? Well because I am the world's most anal retentive renovator, that's why. Every single decision has been tossed over backwards and forwards a million …
