To retreat for a moment from the prospect of dealing with the failed garden house project, we turned our attention to some little things we could finish up in the kitchen.

Now we can live a normal life!

I was raised to do it myself–and it never occurs to me that I could get someone else to do it for me.

So close and yet still so far.

One of those jobs that gets more complicated as it goes on.

Cool things about the new oven. It has a “bread proof” mode for ensuring yeast breads have the perfect temperature to rise in. And, for those who don’t want to mix religion with cookery, it comes with a sabbath mode. I think I would have preferred a “Black Sabbath” mode–an oven with a built-in mpg player which would belt out “Iron Man” or “Bark at the Moon” when the oven timer went off.

Dancing in our bare feet. The joy of bamboo flooring. I finally have an “after” picture.