Building Withdrawl

The first week we were here, both Peter and I suffered from Building Withdrawl. We were both so used to visiting the Canning Maple Leaf everyday (twice and three times on some days) that we found ourselves gravitating towards those Godless box stores here in St John's just to get our fix. By the second day we had already sussed out Home Despot and Cambodian Tire on Kenmount Road ( a strip we call "Not the Blip")
Pictured above is Peter installing a transition strip on the floor between kitchen and living room. Ho Boy! Do we know how to live! But wait it doesn't end there. We also purchased a Yakemshelf for the kitchen (because we needed more room for our Stuff of course.)
What is a Yakemshelf?
A long, long time ago, in a province far far away... Vancouver in 1994 in fact.
Our first apartment was the ground floor granny suite of a Vancouver Special. We rented it from an elderly Ukrainian couple that lived in the main part of the house upstairs. They were the Yakemchuks; John and Olga. As I type I realise that he is almost certainly dead now as he was mostly dead even then, and I am sad. The kitchen in that apartment has almost the exact layout, counter and cupboard space as this one. Read: Inadequate for our meal preparation style. I introduced Peter to the art of yardsaling way back when, and though slow to warm up, he was converted the minute he scored several pieces of plywood which he proceeded to make into a shelf unit for pot storage in the Yakemkitchen. (It was Vancouver, we had a lot of pots)
The plywood also became a bookshelf, a micowave stand, two tabletops, a desk and a plant press for my school herbarium project. It was a lot of plywood.
Skip forward a few short years. Almost as soon as we arrived here, Peter deemed it necessary to have a Yakemshelf in the kitchen. I understood right away what he meant. Scary isn't it?
Lady Catherine deBourg would approve I think.