The horrors of remodeling

Saturday morning I was doing my usual weekend cleaning routine. I was vacuuming the living room floor and had a moment of divine inspiration. Why don't we just rip up the carpet now. We have hardwood under that nasty, cheap, apartment carpeting left here by the previous owners. I mentioned my disgust of the carpet to Jason. He gave me that look. It is not quite an eyeroll but close. It screams the question, "What now WOMAN?"

We have already removed the carpet in the office/3rd bedroom and the hallway. The office floor was not that bad. Obviously the room was not used very often. The hallway was a different story. We assume the previous owners walked dripping wet from the hall bath into the master bedroom. We had lovely black, sticky stuff on the hardwood. 50 years of dirt, dust, wet, and icky padding. We scraped and scraped and used a myriad of different solutions to remove the discoloration but nothing worked quite right. We decided to leave it until we were ready to refinish all the hardwood in the house at a later date.

Back to Saturday. I cajoled Jason into just ripping up the dining room carpet. It was not pretty at all. The majority of the floor in that area was covered in that black stuff. As our scraper was busted during the great kitchen demolition of 2007 we had to purchase a new one from Lowes.

We came home to scrape and scrape and removed the ick but of course that ick has stained the floor, just like in the hallway.

As we moved the table back in, repositioned on a different angle this time for kicks and giggles, Jason glanced down at the living room carpet. "F it," he says. "Let's rip up the living room carpet too!" I was more than happy to accomodate his whim so I happily began packing up the mismatch of crap in the room and relocating it to other parts of the house. Jason filled up the recycle bin with all manner of items(some of which I'm not positive is accepted from the curb) and finally the room was clear.

Um, the living room was bad. See above. I think it may be worse than the dining room. You can tell the foot traffic pattern exactly. We just need some Matchbox cars and we could build our own little Matchbox city in that room.

We were going to rip the master bedroom carpet on Sunday after I accidentally locked the cat in our bedroom and he pulled up the carpet in front of the door so much we could not open the door Saturday night without brute force. However, we both had blisters from the work on Saturday we put off that little adventure until this coming weekend.

Once again we’ve(scratch that) I’ve started a project before another is completed. This is how I roll. ;)