Who Thought This Looked Good?

This was our kitchen floor.

This peel-and-stick, baby blue, marble-esque kitchen floor.

This slightly textured 1984 kitchen floor that gripped dirt, dog drool, and crumbs.

This floor had to go; it never should have happened in the first place.  The designer that created this beaut of a tile probably wears holiday sweaters and pantyhose with her sandals.  She has rings on every finger and an ankle bracelet.  Maybe once she drank too much at a Journey concert and woke up next to a guy named Lenny who treated her to a pancake breakfast at the truck stop before never calling her.  

Only that kind of misery could produce a kitchen floor like this.

We called in the professionals and we honestly cannot say enough good things about this construction company.  Neat as a pin, perfectionists, and nice as nice can be.

(I should add, we are not getting a discount for saying that.)

As the floors are getting an overhaul, the refrigerator and stove are in the dining room, which means I can't cook, which means we've become very friendly with our neighborhood Chinese restaurant.  Homestyle Tofu and I are like THIS.

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The ugliness that gripped the kitchen likely originated in the bathroom.  Like an overflowing bathtub, the bathroom was so full of ugly it seeped through the floor and dripped into the kitchen. 

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 Once the grout work is done and finishing pieces of trim are put in place, we can officially declare our house un-uglied.  

Well, except for the 13-year-old carpets.

And the dinged countertops.

And the backsplash tiles with the avocado-green leaves.
And the front door with a putty-filled hole where the old handle was.
And cracked driveway...