When the husband first declared his desire for open shelves on our kitchen walls I
whole heartedly agreed and said, “Why dear, what a wonderful idea that is!” completely nixed the idea. I mean, what if there’s an earth quake? What if our dishes are knocked off by our 8′ friends’ elbows? He wasn’t buying those arguments so I aimed at another direction… But the disheveled dishes will show! Eclectic has its limits after all.
Months passed. Pinterest became a reality in our lives. More months passed. The husband would subtly pin images of white shelves, small shelves, contained shelves, metal shelves, wooden shelves. . . even more months passed, and I slowly begin to find myself pondering shelves. . .
But they did manage to look both rustic and modern simultaneously. . .
But it’s just so pretty!
I however, do reserve the right to say, “I told you so,” as soon as a dish jumps from its open perch to its shattered demise.
In other news, I now have a lovely laundry chute door. No arguments were had there. Also, we should be able to wrap this kitchen project up this weekend. Yes, total weekend warriors project. Anticipate another shelf and finished white trim. Onward ho!