For those of you who didn't know, my floors are done. My floors are done. Thank God Almighty, my floors are done!
Getting ready for this project seemed to take forever and I kept blaming it on Captain Kid. In truth, it wasn't really his fault. It had more to do with my controlling tendencies and dislike of chaos than it did with his Floor Nazi persona. (I am going for the whole truth here.)
I had a plan on where everything needed to go as we moved furniture out of one room and stacked it in another. Because let's face it, it really IS important if the recliner went in my office or his.
I had a plan on where everything needed to go as we moved furniture out of one room and stacked it in another. Because let's face it, it really IS important if the recliner went in my office or his.
And there were some hard truths I learned about myself that I thought I would share.
1. Chaos is my enemy, always taunting me and trying to mess with my head.
2. My husband is a perfectionist. And I freaking love him for it.
3. Installing floors is not hard as long I get to be in charge.
4. Music is necessary when it comes time to letting out my Zena Weekend Warrior Princess.
3 comments:
Oh, the new floor is beautiful! So worth the effort. And it sounds like you've found the perfect mate. :)
Linda: I really, really did.
Looks beautiful Kelly! I don't envy you, but now that it is done, it looks very classy.
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