When we first moved into the house, i spent a considerable amount of time cleaning the kitchen before I unpacked anything. I remember calling Jamie at working telling him that I was really creeped out as I found some bones in one of the bottom cupboards under the sink behind the pipes. At the time, I was already super freaked out about the huge carpet snake that had been in the house and subsequently ate my pet guinea pigs so finding bones just added to the 'oh my god, what have i done?!' state of mind that I was in. Then my rational mind prevailed and I told myself that the previous occupants must have kept their bin under the sink and they probably missed the bin when they threw some chicken scraps into the bin. Then I just forgot about it.
Fast forward a few months to when we decided to pull out the old kitchen so that all the walls could be painted. The first stage was removing the top cabinets and splash back which revealed some impressive cockroach poo markings all over the wall.
The more I looked at it, the more it started to look like art and, just like the clouds, I began to see all sorts of weird shapes and animals amongst the cocky poo.
The second stage, a week later, was removing the sink and all the base cabinets. By now I was already expecting to find forty years worth of cockroach poo so when Jamie called out 'Come have a look at this' I thought I knew what I was walking into. Not so!
There, where my kitchen once stood was a MASSIVE ghost-rats nest complete with rat skeletons spanning the entire length of the wall. The mystery of the bones found in the cabinets was solved at last.
I cant even put into words how I felt. All this time, I had been preparing meals atop of a mass rat grave. I poured myself some wine and walked away until I could cope with the thought of coming back and cleaning it all up.
Moving on....After the kitchen was removed I had NO kitchen. Which meant I had to prepare food on the dining table and do the dishes with a bucket of water.
At first I was like 'I've camped. I can totally manage'. But as the days turned into weeks (as the painting took way longer than expected) the novelty of alfresco dish washing started to wear off.
At that time, the chooks still had free range of the property and also liked to get involved in the dishwashing process.
I'm learning that everything around here takes us WAY longer than most people. I was expecting a week, maybe two tops but this here was my reality for the better part of a month. In the meantime, the kitchen was painted and we tried to figure out what the heck we were going to put back in to use once the painting was complete.
The long term plan is actually to extend the house out from this room to make way for a new kitchen leaving this room as a seperate dining room. Currently it's just too small to be an eat-in kitchen for a family of our size. I'm not entirely sure how much it's going to cost nor where we are going to get the money for said extension but as I like to live most of my life in an imaginary bubble where unicorns exist and dreams do come true, I have decided that at some point, along with my boob job, it WILL happen. Therefore, we purchased a second hand kitchen for $300 off gumtree that we have just plonked in the kitchen to use until such time that the extension is built.
So here it is. Not yet my dream kitchen but there are no rat nests and there is running water. Winning! The $300 gumtree kitchen is super functional with all the drawers and there's still more of it in the shed that we may install at some point so I'm pretty happy.