Being a perfectionist has it's downside. Taping became a game....could I do a good job or would it look like crud! We filled in a doorway on the east side of the kitchen. That was the worst of it....I sure didn't want to see a taped rectangle when we painted over it. Well, you can't see where the doorway was; so we done good!

	Our wonderful kids helped their Dad with the sheetrock, small fries held the screws or ran errands. It takes a village raize a kitchen too.
	After the taping was complete, we painted the surface with a couple of coats of primer...looks like Terri is wielding the brush here.
	Another photo.
	More of the same.
	The view towards the north east corner of the kitchen was our favorite. The patio doors let in so much light into that formerly dark and dingy kitchen; it was a pleasure just sitting on folding chairs, watching the birds out on the deck.
	Installing the upper cabinets was a challenge, again, nothing was square and it was tricky to get them to fit right.
	We hadn't bought the new refrigerator yet; so you can see how creative we had become with the old one. The had covered the door with stickers and when they got grungy looking I covered them up with a mushroom pattern contact paper. Gee, when I think about it, we really used a lot of contact paper back in those days.

The real fun began when we added new sheetrock and I started taping....yuck. My condolences to the folks who do that for a living. There wasn't a square corner or wall to be found and ended up using quite a bit of plaster to fill in the spaces before we could start taping.