Disaster Zone

Oh my, oh my. What was supposed to be a lovely and exciting weekend of putting things together in the new apartment turned into an absolute nightmare.  Sure, I’ve been able to find positives throughout the experience, but it wasn’t without a fair share of tears.

Let’s start from the start. I determined that I did not need to have carpet inside the condominium, and requested that they not set up it inside the dwelling and eating room. They agreed, and this is what I walked into:

Literally 60 years of carpet pad residue, dust, and God is aware of what else caked onto the subfloors. I thought that I had without a doubt gotten in over my head. At this factor, I had the chance to mention, "in no way thoughts, supply me the carpet" however the head strong Artie said – "no, you could do this!" and I requested them to simply leave more pad for my rugs. This changed into the first of one hundred times at some stage in the weekend where I turned into incorrect.

They didn’t depart more pad. They padded the complete rental with the padding as much as the tack strips. It required my measuring and reducing for the rugs then pulling it all up leaving simply the pad length that I wanted. While it become a lot more paintings, I thought that having it tacked down changed into really a clearly appropriate aspect. So, after taking 2 hours to do what must have only taken me 30 minutes, I commenced to clean up.

I’m not kidding you. This was so much worse than the pics are displaying you. It became awful, and took me an entire day to smooth and scrape, and pull up nails and staples (some rusted from their unique set up 60 years in the past). I wore a respirator, however I nonetheless experience like I even have swallowed a bucket of sand. Finally though, it become all smooth. Ready to use the flooring. I decided to go along with the hardwood look vinyl plank and not the paint … Till, the floors wouldn’t stick!!

I’m no longer kidding.

So, completely dejected I sat with my head in my hands. LITERALLY crying. I didn’t know what to do. I decided that painting had to be the way to go, since I couldn’t get the flooring to stick.

Here’s in which I need to take a completely small second to thank my buddy, Brian. He known as me for the duration of one in every of my crying spells and came over to assist discover a solution. With an extra set of fingers, it made the process a good deal faster! That’s him painting the primer in the eating room.

Two coats of primer later, I took Brian to the bar for a glass of wine, after which I got here lower back Sunday morning to put down the color I had custom matched. White floors seemed too current for this area. They felt out of region. So, I picked a color that I idea become a near fit to Tara Shaw’s dining room flooring:

They’re now not quite grey, now not pretty white. There changed into a beautiful in among that I found known as "New Concrete" that on the color chart for the paint appeared to be best.

I hated it. Hated every stinking rectangular inch of it. It changed into the color of a basement floor, and the condominium regarded cold, and unwelcoming. Even I tiptoed on the ground looking to not get it grimy, however necessarily leaving behind foot prints. Not to mention, as soon as I got the seagrass rugs down, it regarded even worse.

Granted, these photos are dark. I took them between cursing about the whole process with my iphone, but I think you get the point. It was just disappointing. Brian and I talked about painting the floors black, but I had reservations. There were no other options, though. I had resolved to go and get black paint today. Then Brian had a thought: “I wonder if the flooring will stick to the floors now that you’ve prepped them so nicely?” What could it possibly hurt?

I’ll be damned! It worked! Now, here it was nearly midnight. I looked terrible with my puffy cry baby eyes …

But I was determined to make this work. (P.S., that photo was taken earlier in the afternoon after I realized that I hated the painted floor, but before I found out that the wood laminate would work. I think I had a bottle of champagne at brunch, by myself .)

I ran to the cutting-edge condo and collected some dozen indoors layout books to weigh the floor down.

I went back down to the condo this morning and it turned into a TOTAL fulfillment! I laid as a good deal as I probable should before work, and plan on attempting to complete up day after today after paintings. Then I should paint the baseboards, easy the walls, touch up the paint there, hold curtains, and we will be lower back in commercial enterprise … Four days behind the schedule I wanted to keep.

So what are the positives here? I said there have been positives, failed to I?

Firstly, I located a stunning dining room desk for the dining room:

Isn’t it beautiful!? I love this piece, so much! I also bought a rug for the bedroom:

This is going down over the carpet that they offer within the apartments. Dealing with the flooring inside the living room and eating room turned into hell sufficient.

I was able to move the rug, the table, and all of the other crap to the new apartment in my new car, which is also a blessing, and made the drama of the weekend much more manageable. (It has nice seats for crying.) So, unfortunately I had planned on teasing you with photos of the living and dining room completely floored, with curtains up, and a new light fixture in place, but life had other plans. I think we are back on track, and I should have some photos by the end of the week.

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