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Property Couple



(Loud hammer) “ Tama, can you find a toggle bolt?”
 (high pitch drill) “Jeremy, what is a toggle bolt?”
(Screws falling) “ Never mind, can you hand me the saw?”

This summer while we spent time with family in Florida we were introduced to a new HGTV TV show, “Property Brothers”. We decided to take that show on the road, rename it and get some cooler hosts. Introducing “Property Couple” China style.
            Moving in to our new place I was most excited to set up our new kitchen. To our surprise we couldn’t store any of our food or supplies in the cabinets unless we wanted to cook with and eat mold. After a few weeks of trying to get by with what we had, we finally came to the conclusion that we no longer wanted to be afraid of our kitchen or smell the mold any longer. With some measurements, a trip to IKEA, and a hunky carpenter our new kitchen was in the making.
First step: Demolition. As I expected we knocked out the cabinets, pulled the counter tops, sink and stove out, and got dirty. What I did not expect and what they don’t show you in the TV shows is that it is gross. There is mold, mildew, and food from the 1800’s hiding.

Second step: Preparation (aka bleach party). Under the cabinets was exposed concrete and moldy tiles; we had to make sure to kill all mold and seal the concrete. Bleach and broom in hand we completed step 2.



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