I am two days into the five day job of painting my kitchen cabinets white and wondering if I will ever feel my arms again. Seriously, I knew this was going to be a huge job and everyone warned me that painting over red was not for the faint of heart but I had no idea what a tole it would take on this 53 year old body.
Now ask me if I could go back and leave the upper cabinets red, would I? Do I regret even starting?
No.way. Even in their less than lovely two coats of primer state right now, I see the beauty. The kitchen already looks tons lighter, brighter and happier.
I am resisting the urge to show you my progress because I don't want to spoil my hard earned "tada" moment. Instead I'll just show you my pretty daisies and invite you to come back on Friday when I'll share with you how the cabinets turned out.