Done...almost
Today Shell and her Dad finished the last room (the master bedroom)!! There's still some trim paint to be done but we finally have our floors done.
They actually ran into a huge problem with this floor that required help from me- which should tell you how big a problem it was...
What happened was that when Shell pulled up the broadloom she found that a layer of tile had been glued down, but just on the outer edges...which meant that the floor was essentially uneven. [Notice it below?]
So with chisels and mallets they set about trying to take the tile up. But it was old tile and was REALLY glued down. So they had to call in the big guns. I have no mechanical or other fix-it skills...but I got muscle and some ass to put behind it.
With large tile scraper in hand I plowed under the old time, chipping it away in small and large chunks. But then...the pain.
Firstly I started to get some severe bilsterage on my hands...it was at that point I thought "hey, gloves would be a good idea". And back to work I went.
Then a big chunk of the tile flew up and hit me in the eye...it was at that point I thought "hey, in addition to the gloves, some safety glasses would be a great idea as well".
So once gloved and goggled I managed to help them remove the nasty tile and they set about to do the floor. However in addition to my 3 blisters (and though Zilla asked for photographic proof, they unfortunately do not take a good picture...) I also strained a muscle in my arm, most likely from the amount of force I was applying and from occasionally hitting the subfloor and sticking. So for the better part of the afternoon I couldn't really move my thumb all that well and I had little strength in my left arm. How embarrassing to have to ask your wife to button your pants for you because you couldn't use one of your thumbs...
Ah well...it was all for a good cause, and it's already feeling much better after a few ibuprofen and some rest...I can actually type again which I was having a hard time doing this afternoon because my left thumb is my spacebar thumb...now you have waaaaaay too much information about me...and you thought that at the 'my wife buttoning my pants bit"
They actually ran into a huge problem with this floor that required help from me- which should tell you how big a problem it was...
What happened was that when Shell pulled up the broadloom she found that a layer of tile had been glued down, but just on the outer edges...which meant that the floor was essentially uneven. [Notice it below?]
So with chisels and mallets they set about trying to take the tile up. But it was old tile and was REALLY glued down. So they had to call in the big guns. I have no mechanical or other fix-it skills...but I got muscle and some ass to put behind it.
With large tile scraper in hand I plowed under the old time, chipping it away in small and large chunks. But then...the pain.
Firstly I started to get some severe bilsterage on my hands...it was at that point I thought "hey, gloves would be a good idea". And back to work I went.
Then a big chunk of the tile flew up and hit me in the eye...it was at that point I thought "hey, in addition to the gloves, some safety glasses would be a great idea as well".
So once gloved and goggled I managed to help them remove the nasty tile and they set about to do the floor. However in addition to my 3 blisters (and though Zilla asked for photographic proof, they unfortunately do not take a good picture...) I also strained a muscle in my arm, most likely from the amount of force I was applying and from occasionally hitting the subfloor and sticking. So for the better part of the afternoon I couldn't really move my thumb all that well and I had little strength in my left arm. How embarrassing to have to ask your wife to button your pants for you because you couldn't use one of your thumbs...
Ah well...it was all for a good cause, and it's already feeling much better after a few ibuprofen and some rest...I can actually type again which I was having a hard time doing this afternoon because my left thumb is my spacebar thumb...now you have waaaaaay too much information about me...and you thought that at the 'my wife buttoning my pants bit"
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1 Comments:
"How embarrassing to have to ask your wife to button your pants for you because you couldn't use one of your thumbs..."
Actually, I thought it should read "unbutton."
BTW, I've had weird dreams lately. Two nights ago, I dreamt I had a pet white angora rabbit and the dog eviscerated it. Last night I dreamt about three cribs, which might account for the relative violence involved in the rabbit's untimely demise.
Hmmm. I do know three couples TTC... could these dreams be a sign from GOD???
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