All humor aside, it’s somewhat heartbreaking to see the old kitchen looking so empty and forlorn.
That sounds odd, I’m sure; but our kitchen isn’t just a kitchen, it’s also the dining room, and it’s really the heart of the whole house. And it’s looked more or less the way it does now—or, rather, the way it did last week—for virtually all of my life. Now it’s empty, and I’ll never eat in the old kitchen again. It’s sad.
But it will be soooooo much better later on … buck up! 🙂
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Oh, it will. Intellectually I know that. But my earliest memories are mostly from that room, and most of what I remember from when I was two feet high is being torn out. Last night it was all kind of overwhelming.
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