Last night I was feeling a bit like I’d been through a mini-hurricane. These past few days have been so out of sync and disjointed what with the new floor going in the family room, the rain which squelched all my fine ideas for what to do with Nik to keep him out of the way of my husband and father as they installed the flooring, the start of school yesterday…I am feeling like I have been tumbled around by wind and waves and am not quite sure which end is up right now. Oh, and the ear…always the damned ear…
In keeping with the yin-yang of life with Nik —the frequent trips to shoe the centipede —there is a rich amalgam of incredible progress and triumphs right alongside a heaping helping of school-crap-du-jour and a side order of existential mini-crisis thrown in for good measure. Roughly translated…same shit different day! But that’s a constant lately so I just need to keep breathing and keep moving…and blogging! One story at a time…
The floor. The floor. THE FLOOR…is gorgeous!
Technically, it’s not yet finished; there’s all the little cosmetic stuff like replacing the molding and placing the thresholds where the flooring transitions back to either carpet or vinyl. When I say replacing the molding, I mean it; we went to repaint the old stuff and parts of it were just cruddy with old water damage. I mean, we knew it had been there but it was kind of a non-issue —nothing a little KILZ and paint couldn’t cover. Until we pried it off the wall and saw a layer of black gunk on the backside of the boards thick enough to scrape off with a knife. And the mold spots that we found on the carpet padding when we tore all that out? Ah-Ah-Ah-CHOO! I don’t even want to think about the amount of time Nik spent on that nasty old carpet! Eeeew!
The lovely dangling cable that had been jerry-rigged? BURIED under the floor like Hoffa’s body (wherever the hell the poor guy is, may he rest in peace)! No more temptation for little fingers to pull and swing. Whew! Just in time, too.
Niksdad and Granddaddy did a wonderful job; it went pretty smoothly from start to finish. They got to play with power tools and swing hammers (well, tapping, really), confer and kibbutz, and were spoiled rotten by my mother who brought them a homemade lunch each of the days they worked. Me? I changed diapers, ran useless errands designed to kill time, did tube feedings, herded cats (well, figuratively), and got my own lunch! Hmm…I think I need a better negotiator next time. And there will be a next time. The terrible white carpet in the living room/dining room area? Its days are numbered for sure!
Our little, oddly shaped family room looks and feels so much larger and friendlier now. The natural light from the back of the house reflects wonderfully off the maple flooring, brightening everything even on cloudy days such as today. But you want to know the best part about the new floor? The sound of little sneaker-clad feet clomp-clomp-clomping their way back and forth and back again!
The sight of Nik traversing our little family room over and over again makes all the crap I had to put up with this weekend completely worth it! The kid just started walking last week and already he’s practicing for his first 5k, I swear! Every day he gets more sure-footed and goes farther and longer; he’s a busy boy with places to go, apparently!
One of those places is school! But that’s for another post later …
Before and After Photos below…
Ugly brown sculpted carpet (circa nineteen eighty-something?)