So the kitchen light fixture came with the house. Probably installed when the house was built in 1964. It needed to be replaced…when I moved in, especially after cracking two of the glass fixtures with a broom handle. However I never brought myself to buy a new one.
However a couple weeks ago Jeremy woke up to smell burnt wiring. The electrician came to check it out and basically said the fixture needed to be replaced. Finally today I found one I liked! And what do you know, I installed it myself 🙂