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  1. MicheleFromBoston
    August 30, 2017 @ 3:22 pm

    I will take the Thad Hayes kitchen, please. Nothing worse than being stuck. Make crazy bold choices, I say. Stay with white appliances and start cooking again. My husband would have chucked me out by now! LOL. (No probably, really) Thank Paul for staying around and for his infinite patience. Get the foster kitties to pitch in on choosing the color swatches.

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  2. Dianne Averill
    August 30, 2017 @ 3:33 pm

    Please find someone (a professional, not of the interior design variety) to speak with about your muddled brain and sadness. You are grieving, which often provides an unexpected re-setting of expectations and life goals. You will never “get over it” but you will learn to live again and find enjoyment in life, and not necessarily with those things that gave you joy before. This re-setting is what gives us life experience, so that we can someday dispense advice to others. And life goes on.

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  3. Pam
    August 30, 2017 @ 3:36 pm

    Let Paul make the rest of the kitchen choices and GIT R DONE. It is not easy to find a spouse that indulges our foibles as gracefully and frequently as Paul has, so sometimes marriages are made of compromises. In all seriousness, I have seen far too many end for far less. Totally understand the kitty malaise. Lost both parents and 3 dogs in the last 5 years. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever be excited about anything.

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  4. Laura
    August 30, 2017 @ 3:36 pm

    Would it be crazy to let Paul finish the kitchen all on his own?
    Probably, yes, I guess that would be insane.
    BUT perhaps the sight or thought of what he might do would help you find the will to kitchen again? (Stainless steel appliances! Linoleum! FORMICA COUNTER TOPS!)

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  5. Jeanne Christopherson
    August 30, 2017 @ 4:19 pm

    Honey, this is what depression feels like. You’ve taken a hard hit, and your psyche doesn’t know how to right itself. Talk to your doctor about how you’re feeling. If doc recommends meds, try them. If you’re anything like me and just need that boost to get you out of the pit life threw you into, chances are you’ll be off them within 6 months. Even if you don’t care about feeling better, go. When you do feel better, you’ll be glad you went. So will your dear Paul. Good luck, sweetie.

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  6. Sherry
    August 30, 2017 @ 4:22 pm

    I was wondering what HAPPENED to you?! I have not had a blog from you in a LONG time! So we are back to the kitchen, are we? Still keeping the piano, I take it? …good luck, Paul, in the outcome.

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  7. Crystal
    August 30, 2017 @ 4:25 pm

    Good Grief. This was the best kitchen, not-about-a-kitchen post ever. In.the.history.of.ever.

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  8. Angela D.
    August 30, 2017 @ 4:35 pm

    Victoria–this is my favorite post you have ever written!!!! I will be watching for the release of “Unfortunately For Paul”– I will look to pre-order your book. My husband and I have recently taken personality tests at this site:
    https://www.16personalities.com/free-personality-test

    So much of what you write on your blog resonates with me and my husband; we seem to be a similar match as you and yours. Recently, upon comparing our personalities, it has become obvious that we, too, are different species.
    If I make it to the River before you, I will have already procured a Giant Fancy Boat for kindred spirits and I will wait for you, please do the same for me!

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  9. Loran
    August 30, 2017 @ 4:38 pm

    I was doing just FINE until the end, with the picture of the present from Elvis. Now I can barely see to type. The first year after Gwen, our greyhound died, I couldn’t even say her name. Then facebook, in that ever-so-creepy way they have, sent me “On this day last year..” and I lost it for a full day.
    The second year was worse. How could it be that bad? I mean, it’s been a YEAR for gods sake. I went to a pet grief support group. They got it. I plodded along. The third year I could say her name without crying but you can see, now 5 years later, someone else’s grief bring it all back up.
    And that’s how grief works. It just Is. I can’t walk around it, I don’t pretend it isn’t there. It affects the decisions I make about my current slew of animals (screw cancer and the credit card, FIX THEM). I rescue all the animals I can and believe me, if my cousin tells me he can get his boat and us to Houston to help I’m out the door before you can finish the sentence that starts with “What….”
    I kept the cover of her bed. And her ashes are on a shelf in the living room. I make no apologies. And it took me a year to finish my kitchen once the major work was done because I couldn’t figure out where to put the damn knobs.
    Hugs.

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  10. Pamela Reid
    August 30, 2017 @ 6:49 pm

    Okay sweet girl… Here is the answer to your dilemma ( and yes, I know I am pointing out some other options, but they are in the order of preference)!
    A: Black. Black is timeless. It will never go out of syle, because it is never totally in style ( as in toooo trendy). It is period appropriate, in the sense that a lot of old Victorians would have a cast iron wood burning cooker, and with your infinite ability to do research on a subject you already know what colour they would have been. Another point for black is that it will just compliment your beautiful island and the window frame I would die for (okay, maybe I would make the hubby die for)! So that is the numero uno that I would choose, if given the opportunity. Or……
    B: Do whadevah! Be funky. Be adventurous! Have a little fun! Spin the colour roulette wheel. If your little you says yes, then do it! Or….
    C: Let Paul decide. Just kidding! Just kidding! Just kidding! Or…
    D: It sounds like you are drawn to the blue. Then go for it! My only thought is what if you don’t like the blue down the road. Are you going to feel guilty for choosing it, since it isn’t a cheap replacement item?
    I don’t know if I have helped or hindered your decision, or if you are turning up the volume with one finger, but this comes with the best of intentions for you.
    WHATEVER YOU CHOOSE WILL BE AMAZING!!!!!
    Thank you for letting us strangers put in our two cents. I’m sure it will turn out to be wonderful. You have absolutely impeccable taste, and are respectful to the process of making your home , YOUR HOME!!

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    • Pamela Reid
      August 30, 2017 @ 7:24 pm

      Oh, oh, oh! I just thought of another reason for black that I didn’t mention, but was in the old noggin, but got lost cuz I was writing. Black goes with every other colour! If you want a purple kitchen down the road -perfect! Red? Ringadingy! Blue? Bluebacious (yes, a new word)! You can accent with any other colour and still be pleased with your black decision.

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  11. Rachael
    August 30, 2017 @ 6:56 pm

    The title of the story of our (terribly successful 27-years-so-far) marriage would be – “You mean now?”

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  12. Jennifer
    August 30, 2017 @ 7:12 pm

    I have felt the same way at times, and understand your pain. I’m sorry for your loss.

    We’ve recently moved, and I’m going through the motions of opening boxes, taking things out one-at-a-time, wondering why I even packed up (much less kept) said item, and finding a place for each thing. Did I mention that we’ve seriously down-sized from our previous abode? Our new home looks like a war zone. I promised myself that I would tackle a box every day, a project every week, cleaning all the while. But….we’ve been moved a full month already, and I Just…Don’t….Care. I’m almost to the point of inviting a bunch of people to come over and take whatever they want, then hire a cleaning crew to make the place look livable again. But money issues prevent me from hiring the cleaning crew, so I’d be back at square one, minus all my stuff.

    Sigh.

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  13. Jeane Gallo
    August 30, 2017 @ 7:45 pm

    I once felt paralyzed as well. I was in a bad relationship and was trying to take care of everyone. To the point where I couldn`t make a simple decision. I began seeing a therapist. After the first session, I felt the weight of the world lifted from my shoulders.

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  14. Sandi
    August 30, 2017 @ 7:52 pm

    OMG, it’s like you just described my last two years. Maybe longer. I’m starting to see some light at the end of the tunnel. I FINALLY caved and went to see a therapist. I’m taking some anti-depressants also, but that is merely to keep myself from wanting to die. I think I’m just about over that. SEE A THERAPIST. Sooner than later. For Paul’s sake, if nothing else. I’m taking a big step tomorrow, but I won’t bore you with details.
    Try some THC.

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  15. Ann Marie
    August 30, 2017 @ 8:10 pm

    I love your blog, and love reading about your adventures in redoing your home.

    Look, my Malamute Samson died in May: unexpectedly.. Bloat.. Surgery was performed, but he arrested.. I know how you feel about Elvis..my Sammy was my boy.. the sweetest bundle of fur you can imagine. I know you’re suffering.. It takes time… I see a big fuzzy dog and I cry. I’ve had 3 other dogs and 5 cats which have passed, and I still miss every single one of them.. We don’t have enough time with them..

    Men ARE a different species.. I’ve learned that after being married for 30 yrs… And the more I speak with other women about their husbands, the more I realize they have so much in common with another, it’s almost funny. The advantage you have is that you realized it sooner than I did: it’ll save you a lot of aggravation..

    As for your stove: I’ve always liked the blue… In a blue and white color scheme, any color you have will go… It’s that versatile. If you choose stained cabinetry, it’ll still go.. It’s almost a neutral

    And, my two cents worth: when you constantly concentrate all your effort and time on one thing (in this case your house) you get burned out.. It’s normal!! I’ve been there. Just take a step back, and enjoy other aspects of your life.. You’ll get it back… Believe me..
    Take care…

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  16. Toni
    August 30, 2017 @ 8:18 pm

    Sticking at it, appreciating what you have in a mate, compromise, never entertaining the “D” word (divorce)…..murder? Maybe! That’s the recipe for a long happy life together! Through the years you do begin to learn that if we are open, we can actually LEARN something about ourselves from our spouses!
    Hang in there…..I think you have just been grieving your Elvis….the clouds will part, inspiration will return and you will end up with the most amazing kitchen ever!

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  17. Sheila McNeil
    August 30, 2017 @ 9:55 pm

    I marvel at how open, honest, and darn funny you are! Reading your post reminded me of my favorite Doreen Virtue Angel-a-Day calendar saying:
    Know that you are spiritually perfect, even when you don’t feel humanly perfect.

    You are grieving, and that takes time. Be kind and loving to yourself as you work through it, and as you heal, you’ll be able to make decisions once again.

    Sending Light and Love!

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  18. zebra
    August 30, 2017 @ 10:51 pm

    zebra. if you actually want a real, stuffed zebra, i know someone who has one, who, perhaps could be persuaded to sell it to you. seriously. it might be just what the kitchen needs. might look nice with the country living black stove, which is my favorite. harvey reminds us that everything material can disappear in a flash, so don’t get too attached to anything you own.

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  19. M.C.Krening
    August 30, 2017 @ 11:00 pm

    Beautiful Blue! It symbolizes trust, loyalty, wisdom, confidence, intelligence, faith, truth, and heaven. Blue is considered beneficial to the mind and body. Trust yourself! Hugs!!

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  20. Linda
    August 31, 2017 @ 12:48 am

    Ya no kidding. I don’t think Alicia meant anything by her comment, just curious.

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