Mostly because I can only clean the baseboards so many times, and really, I can't sit around and watch television all day, so I have to find something to occupy my time in a real way. (*I am aware that I could very readily do those things, but I have a major guilt complex about not working. You know this.)
Our house was built in the seventies, which is fine. I don't mind it at all. It has a great layout and some character. However, it also has some really ugly-ass cabinetry in the kitchen. For some ungodly reason, they put a raised decorative molding on the front of the cabinet doors. These damn things have to be wiped down daily and given a good solid cleaning at least once a week. They collect every scrap of dust and debris that comes through my kitchen. I know I said I don't cook, but I do. AND I LIKE IT! I like to bitch about it, too. That's what you'll hear most of the time, I'm sure. However, I'm messy as hell when I'm in there! I can't make a cup of coffee without spilling the coffee, sugar and / or creamer. It's just a way of life here. Old Man and Lovely Girl are the same way. We're just prone to mess.
Add to that the ridiculousness of this:
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| Can you see the way the trim sticks out? It's really visible there on the bottom right side. |
You can see why I need to make some changes.
My plan is to pull the doors off of the cabinets on one side, remove the hardware and heinous trim, fill necessary areas with wood putty, sand the shit out of them and re-paint, then do the other side. There are a total of 26 doors that will need to be done. Seems simple enough, right? If you've done this kind of thing before and are about to tell me how absolutely fucked I'm about to be, please wait until I discover it for myself. I like surprises.
I may go crazy and attempt a fancy glaze, but don't get your hopes up.
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