These accomplishments are huge considering that Mark was gone from morning until night on Saturday at a men's retreat, and that my baby has been sicker than anything I've ever experienced for the past week.
Since my bedroom is being used a folding station today for all the laundry I haven't kept up with during our projects, I'll save those photos for a more presentable day.
The kitchen, however, is a work to behold.
This is a photo taken while Mark's grandmother was packing and moving. It always looked immaculately clean and decorated, but here you can at least see our starting point.
This wasn't a remodel, but just some touch ups to update the kitchen and make it more accessible for a family who would be spending a lot of time in here.
My dad helped tremendously in this space. Projects that seemed insurmountable to Mark and me, were a piece of cake for him. A contractor by trade, he put ceramic tile on the counter tops and back splash, and installed new floors to replace the linoleum. Wow!!