

These are what I purchased this week. (The nice man in the big brown truck delivered them to me. He always brings me such nice things!)
And this is what my kitchen looks like.
The more I can't cook, the more I think I want to. (Even though I probably only cook 3-4 times a week when I DO have a kitchen.)
I got a lot of sympathy on Facebook a couple of days ago by saying my smile was getting a little "stiff." What do you think? Does this even qualify as a smile? I'm taking refuge in my former neighbor Lindy's advice. She reminded me "it will all be worth it in the end!" I can't wait to see the finished project!