I met with an architect this morning. Greg wasn’t able to make the meeting because he had an unexpected meeting in Boston. I was on my own trying to field questions about heating and insulation—normally Greg’s area of expertise. I think overall I sounded kinda like I knew what I was talking about—actually I probably sounded like an idiot—did Greg say we wanted radiant or wanted to keep the forced hot air? I can’t wait to move forward with the project and hopefully get a real plan to work with.
I of course forgot all about leaky roofs, heating, insulation, and important things I should be researching so I don’t sound like such an idiot in our next meeting. Instead my mind wandered to my someday kitchen. I really can’t believe that someday I will have a real kitchen that I can cook in. Neighbors could come over for afternoon tea and cookies at my kitchen table. I could host Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner without apologizing for the mess or lack of seating. How lucky would I be? Above and below more photos from my ‘kitchen’ inspiration folder.