We got the sink permanently installed today and the faucets on, too. But I'm saving a picture of them for tomorrow. The masking tape pattern and sealer oozing out from the edges of the sink will stay until tomorrow when I can remove them. Already I can tell I'm going to be very happy with this sink and faucet combination.
Today I also did more polying outside.
This storage unit needed one more coat on its top and doors. The doors had already been put on with the hinges to make sure they were a good fit so I just removed a few screws in order to take them outside. Same with the top; it wasn't yet fastened to the cabinet.
When finished, this cabinet gets smooshed up tight against the cabinet on the left in the picture. I put the first coat of poly on the end piece of that cabinet today also. It had to be done in the house so we've got ventilating fans going as I write. Phew-ey!
After they were about 98% dried outside, I decided to bring the top and doors inside tonight to finish drying as our temp is down to 45 degrees now at 8 p.m.
The center island is (temporarily) in the spot where it will go. We have to move it out to do the tile on the floor so we haven't permanently attached the counter top to it yet. The island itself weighs a ton as does the top so we wanted to be able to move it in the two pieces. I haven't made up my mind which pulls and knobs to use on this unit, but I think the decision is going to come soon 'cause I'm getting tired already of trying to open doors and drawers without them.
We also got the last of the pull-out shelves installed today. I'm sure I'm gonna love the four of them that are in the island unit.
Here's my good, ol' faithful spice rack wanting to be hung on that wall. I bought this rack in 1972, used it in Illinois and then in our kitchen in our first place up here in Minnesota. When we moved to this place and my teenie-tiny kitchen, I had absolutely no place for it. Of course, Chicken Mama remembered it being in our kitchen for as long as she could recall so asked if she could use it until I again had room for it. She did and there was a short time there when I was worried she wasn't going to give it back to me. I had to wrestle it away from her and now it's ready to be hung in my new kitchen.
A little history of the spice rack: It was in a gift shop in Illinois and I lusted after it for months! I would go to visit it regularly and was always afraid it would be gone the next time I went to look at it. Problem was it had a price tag of $20 and in 1972 that was a lot of money to spend on what my hubby said looked like it had been made of trash lumber. Finally, I made the decision that since I still really, really liked it after looking at it for so long, dang and drat, I was going to buy it. And I did.
The following Sunday morning, the two-story gift shop burned to the ground in a terrible fire. I don't know what made me buy the spice rack when I did, but I've always been very grateful something urged me on to do so.
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