If anyone talks to you about renovating your kitchen, best you run away!
At first you look at Pinterest and decide on styles you like. I’ll tell you right now, forget the notion of synching that with both your budget and vision.
We found out the hard way.
First we got all sorts of measurements and drew up floor plans. And then we bugged an architect friend to verify our findings.
Then another set was drawn up for the condominium corporation. We knew we had electrical problems and nothing met code.
We couldn’t find a contractor that was available for at least six months. Remember folks, we live 10 floors up in a condominium and the elevators are small.
Said contractor, if we found one, could only work between 9 and 5, zero weekends, and the elevator had to be booked ahead of time. Then our plan had to be approved by the condominium corporation with documents proving all electricians and plumbers were certified. The contractor needed to give proof of his insurance and so did we.
Eventually we asked the builder who built Paul’s house. He flat refused. We begged cause I had seen what their people could do. Because he’s basically a kind person and after constant pleading he agreed, but under duress and as a favour to Paul. His people were wonderful with unique characters.
Oh my God!
Two months later we went to a kitchen place with the designer that works with the group. We kept harping on budget
Everything got torn out. Everything dumped and taken away. We discovered problems and they had to be fixed. The electrical and plumbing were moved and a new drop ceiling put in as there was previously no lighting.
The floor stayed but had to be unclicked to remove the old conduit that was connected to the island stove, embedded in concrete.
The designer hated the corner and straightened the kitchen along the back wall. I wanted lights over the counter.
The porcelain backdrop was WALKED UP 10 floors as it would not fit on the elevator !
I was shocked 😳 but then men insisted “it wouldn’t look nice” split in half. So they did it and it was very heavy. They didn’t complain but I’m sure there had to be some cussing turning those curves in the hallways. They must have done 200 steps up with that huge slab which was 10′ long.
This is only a small bit of our reno story
I’m trying not to stir up too many memories as I wish to sleep tonight
We returned to the condo 3 months afterwards. Since all the cutting and sawing and swearing was done inside the place needed to be cleaned and repainted and dressed up again
Oh I didn’t mention it but we did one bathroom (stripped to the bone) and a partial on the other during the same period
We were blessed in that we were lucky enough to be able to stay at Paul and Rezarta’s only 10 minutes away. We owe them zillions of kid-sitting and cat care hours.
It was a very stressful and difficult yet exciting time.
I can see why people are told to take a vacation like Jim did as their house was turned upside down. We couldn’t as we had responsibility to over 260 other owners of our Phase 2. Like no flood or fire please!
I’ll get some pictures together of the stages now that the dust has settled
Everything works. All new appliances had to be installed. On the day we moved in our clothes washer broke down though. Oh well, what’s one more appliance?
As you can see the big 6′ island is gone. We now have a living room! A future island could be on wheels but no rush; those memories all in the past now…. until I started to write this story and realized I could never really express the drama that went along with this adventure.
We live a style of minimalism. I’m okay with that. But be very cautious if you hear the word Reno. Especially if you live in a condominium.