My Real Reason for Abandoning the Internet

Once upon a time, Ben and I moved into a house that smelled like cigarette smoke and dead animals, with a kitchen that looked like this:

And that was taken after we got rid of the smell, tore down the wallpaper, painted, patched the giant hole under the microwave, and bought a stove.

Then, three years later, we finally got around to the real kitchen project. We were like, “Brown cupboards? White countertops? I hate those colors.” So instead we went with white cupboards and brown countertops. And we like it much better.