Kitchen Rehab has started, just not the right kitchen

My house has a cute little basement apartment which we rent out to young married couples going to BYU. Unfortunately, the kitchen wasn't cute, and it was becoming really non-functional. 50' s cabinets which were now nearly 60 years old were covered in too many layers of paint, and the doors didn't close, and some of the drawers were nailed shut. Selective ignoring had caused me to leave it pretty much alone since we bought the house. The only thing we had ever done in the kitchen was put in a new floor.

Our tenants just moved out, and we took a look, and realized that we couldn't ignore it any longer. I found a very handy fellow who has a cabinet shop to build new cabinets, and who was willing to help with some other issues, and the demolition began. A messy process.

My first job was taking out a wall between the living room and the kitchen. People just don't live "divided" any more, and that wall always seemed useless. It wasn't a load bearing wall, so out came the reciprocating saw, and the wall was gone a few hours later. My teenage girls didn't appreciate having to haul all the debris to a close dumpster, but it was good for them.

I wish it was the kitchen upstairs, but I can't quite justify it.