Hardwood floors, part deux

Remember those hardwood floors? I know it has been awhile, but several weeks ago, they were finally finished!


Aren't they beautiful?? Hubby is overly critical of his work and keeps telling me (and anyone else who will listen) that they are not professional quality, but I don't think anyone is going to look THAT closely at them. It did create a nasty little monster in hubby after all of his hard work though--it would be the "we cannot walk, touch, or move near the floor with shoes on" monster. That gets frustrating very quickly. Every time we plopped on the couch to watch tv it would scootch just a little across the floor and he would moan. And I do mean every time. I was also banned from wearing heels across the floor, or any shoes for that matter. Bare feet were banned as well, which meant only socks were allowed on this hallow ground. All of these rules also meant I could hardly function as a normal person in the room.

About a week after the floors were finished I went to Lowes and ordered rugs. Problem solved. Now we can not only use the room like normal people, but it keeps the floor warmer, helps eliminate echos, and adds just the right touch the room was looking for. Of course, the only reason I think hubby was ok with it was because our cat (details on her reserved for yet another post) refused to walk across the hardwood floor because it was too cold for her paws and would leap around on the furniture to get to her favorite window perches. She's happy now too.

Now if we could just attack this beast in the corner the room would be complete.


Alas, Rome wasn't built in a day, and clearly, neither will this house.

Brief Hiatus

What usually happens to my blogging ventures has occured yet again--life gets busy, I get away from this for a few days, and suddenly it's been 3 weeks since a post! Not much has happened in these 3 weeks, but an update is still necessary. Primarily, the beginning of "wedding season" has begun for Hubby and myself. I refer to this as a "season" because for the past several years we have had what could only be described as the Iron Man of wedding attendance. This year alone we will have invitations to 10 weddings, and we will/have already been in 3 of these...needless to say, March to November has turned into a hectic time of year for us. We honestly don't mind it, most of these people are close friends of ours, it just leads to very busy weekends.

I digress. Work on the house has been slow. Very, very, very slow. If nothing else, I have learned that patience is a necessity when it comes to doing work on your home. The last few weeks have been devoted to "finish" work, or all the little stuff that no one really wants to do, but is completely necessary for your home to look presentable.

This leads to our very interesting Tuesday night. Hubby had exhausted his supply of crown molding trim, so we decided to trek over to trusty Lowes and pick up a contractor pack, not thinking that my trusty SUV--DT (Darnell Tyrone) as we refer to it--might not be able to handle the size of the load. Off our happy selves went, purchased three contractor packs of molding, each "pack" holding eight 12 foot pieces of molding, only to get out to my car and realize that it is not 12 feet long. So we did what every good redneck does--improvise. We opened the hatch and drove the whole 30 miles home with an extra 4 feet of molding hanging out of the back of my car.

Talk about country come to town!