Good grief . . . it has been over a month since my last post! I soooo have good intentions of being a consistent blogger . . . but life just keeps getting in the way! Since my last post, we have embarked on an adventure . . . adventure being the nice word for […]
When we moved in this house in May of 2010, the house had been empty for over a year and a half (well, other than the mice and voles that were very content here). We spent any funds we had making the house somewhat inhabitable and giving the rodents their walking papers. One of the biggest issues for me of this 1898 farmhouse was the flooring. The linoleum in the kitchen and laundry area was cheap quality, peeling up on the edges and hideously dated and ugly. The carpeting in the majority of the living spaces was dirty, worn and stinky. We believe they had animals that peed in the corner of the dining room. Which meant, once we moved in, our well behaved kitties became naughty and started peeing in the same corner, as it already had that scent. I have done all I can to clean this area and remove the smell. But it is just “there”. I light tons of candles and am always looking for the latest greatest room freshener to fix this problem. But it just can’t be fixed. And the stains were horrendous. We would rent the Rug Dr. repeatedly and it was just never “fixable.” But when I would come to my husband about the possibility of replacing the flooring, he would remind me of our finances and our desire to get out of debt. One day, I did some “snooping” and discovered the original 1898 hardwoods under much of the carpeting. So with a lot of nagging and hen pecking, I finally convinced my husband to let me pull up the carpets and linoleum in search of the wood flooring. It was so exciting. The first up was the keeping room and dining room. A few spots where the wood would need repaired . . . but doable. Then the kitchen. Rats . . . no hardwood . . . just sub floor. Quickly rethinking this, I convinced my husband that we could simply tile the kitchen and the rest could still be hardwood. I can do the tiling myself and keep the cost down. I can pay for it with my Past Blessings money, I campaigned. He reluctantly agreed that could happen. So I continued pulling up . . . through the pantry . . . yeah, more hardwood . . . into the laundry room . . . still hardwood . . . under the washer and dryer . . . oh dear . . . nope, no hardwood . . . sub floor again. So now I re-negotiated. Adding tile to the laundry room would still not be that
expensive I reasoned with my husband and I could still pay for it with my Past Blessings income. Then I moved on to the living room . . . looking good . . . I envisioned lovely re-stained hardwood with area rugs . . . it will be so perfectly “farmhouse” I thought happily.
I apologize to Ron . . . sometimes I think I only do this because I know it “defuses” him. He hugs me and says he loves me . . . even though I know living with an impulsive creative maniac is not always easy. Life goes on. Someday we will laugh about this . . . someday . . .