The floor situation is unchanged. Cheryl’s patience is not.
Weekend? What weekend?
I’m two days into the work week, and I can’t immediately recall what I did this weekend. It has been that kind of week (so far). The good news is it’s almost over. Thursday is a holiday and I’m taking Friday off. Woo hoo! The bad news? Do you remember what I said about the Pergo? Well…
“We” continued to work on our master bedroom floor – all week. “We” are now mostly finished. I got as much as I need to get done to move back into our room, so I can envision stalling at this point for a little while. It’s a motivation thing. I am mostly pleased with the way it has come out so far, but the jury is still out on some of the molding work we have…
This week we answered the call. The call to tear out our floor and put in a new one ourselves. We should have told them it was a wrong number. First, we moved out of our bedroom. This was no big deal, I went to college – and so did my sisters. This has no relevance to my ability to move furniture (you would think that it would have taught me well enough so that I could pay someone else to do…