So, mostly, Paul removed all the linoleum flooring, and it ended up like this:
Basically, it was a ton of work to get done in 3.5 days. But we did it. It was hot and sweaty and noisy. I spent most of my time in closets, ripping up carpet, and doing general demolition to prepare for the new floors and base boards. Whoever put the baseboards in the closets originally was very concerned that they didn't fall down. I pulled out about 5 nails where one would do. They also thought it would be a good idea to use 2 inch nails. Really, guys? Closets don't allow for much leverage, which the original builders found out, because about half of those unnecessary nails were bent all funny and twisted and otherwise tormented, which would probably explain the excess of nails.
Below we find Mary's mom painting. (She has some sort of fancy positive/negative patch on her arm that she got at physical therapy.)
Paul and Tom laying some floor.
Cleaning up some of the sticky.
Dad painting.
Mary painting.
And Marissa and Audrey swimming and maxin' and relaxin' at the pool.
I hope you notice the irony.
3 comments:
What irony?
So...where are the "after" photos? I gotta see the "after!!" Then I can be dutifully impressed.
I would have gladly switched positions with you. Have you ever tried to go to the bathroom with a baby on your lap? I was so afraid that if I left her and she started crying than grandma would try to pick Audrey up and hurt herself. And where were you at 3AM and then 4:30AM when she decides that it is time to be awake for the day? :)
I am not sure what to do with my sticky shoes too. I was only there for like an hour an half, but the shoes are ruined.
Seriously...where are the afters? We couldn't make the trip, but we wanted to be able to reminisce about it with every body when you all come out to da' Burgh for Christmas. We can talk about how you all helped us move here, and how we all fixed Grandma's house and ruined our shoes. It will be great.
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