After 19 months in this rented house (which I otherwise adore) and still not finding my groove in the kitchen, Jon and I took matters into our own three hands and remodeled. Yes, in a day. Well, technically about nine days if you count waiting for my kitchen cart to come in at our local Rona store. We assembled it in about half an hour. Voila! I now have more work surface AND more storage space. I can move it around to wherever it might be handiest for the task at hand, and we can take it with us when we leave. All for fifty bucks.
We are geniuses. Seriously thinking of getting into the boxed furniture assembly business. We could call it "Third Hand." Get it?
I love my cart. I love my hubby. Now I just need to dream up a new excuse for not cooking.
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