Cabinets so close I could Touch them

Well, a most wonderful thing happened today. My son, my husband and my son-in-law lifted, toted, pushed, pulled and dragged cupboards from my front porch up to the current dump room which is in transition to become my new studio. I currently have a sewing/computer room – great luxury in itself; a studio – another luxury which seems to have and overwhelmed itself imploded, become unusable; and this dump room where anything that didn’t fit someplace else stayed.

Its most recent occupants, Toni and Chucky and their cat Coffee, have been gone for quite a while now and I think all of their stuff is also gone. While I worked on Andrea’s wedding last year – hemming the gown, making the veil and petticoat, sewing things seeped in. I then moved in all of the wrapping papers – quite a collection of paper, bags, boxes and ribbons. The last bunch of boxes from of dad’s things also landed in there.

This spring, Aaron asked where to get a dumpster. When I found what he was dumping was their old kitchen cabinets, I had a great money-saving idea. Bring them here and, with all of the experience he was gaining by installing new cabinets, he could even help reinstall his old ones. One thing leg to another. The cabinets were brought here under threat of rain and sat on the front porch for several months. My original plan was to have them installed before Bob’s surgery in the middle of June. I thought that I could be sorting and stowing during his recovery. Things happened and the pre-surgery install didn’t. Then I fell and broke my arm. Yuck.

Anyway, bless their hearts, Bob, Aaron and Chucky made the effort today and I’m well into having cupboards. Uppers are hung and some fiddling around to cut around a heat vent needs to be done before the base cabinets can be installed.

I think already we’re on Plan C as far as arranging the cabinets go. There is a plumbing access panel on one of the walls and we have decided in our great wisdom to not cover that. The space left is much smaller L-shape than anticipated. Originally, I was going to use the counter that included the spot for the sink which was to become my light box. We think that has been nixed since we think it won’t fit – as was the second high-cabinet since it would have covered the plumbing access. At this time I have one wall of cabinets plus one over-the-refrigerator cabinet on the adjoining space.

I am beginning to wonder what will fit inside all of those doors and drawers but I want to DO life and that means I need less of the in-case-of stuff. I think this makes me a first in my family. Not everyone is or was a packrat but some who started accumulating eventually got things packed in so tight there wasn’t much room for doing. I’m a wantin’ to be a doin’.

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I'm searching for the right blog spot. Since June, Bob had surgery for prostate cancer and I fell and broke my right arm. We got hooked on frequently updating just how we're doing using a medical page and now we want to be out of that and on with life. We are no longer in crisis mode although my arm begs to differ with that quite frequently.

In the mean time, our oldest is looking for a family blog but, being the independent that I am, I want a place where I can ramble. I tried Yahoo 360 but it doesn't seem to fit me. I hope this is easy to get to and to update.

Right now, though, I've been waiting for my pills to

make me sleepy

and have about given up. I guess it is time to just lay down and fake it.