Imagine this.
A typical errand to a home improvement store for something as miniscule as screws to hang these shudders.
Where we happen upon the flooring department for no other reason than just to browse around.
Realize there is this really good price on 3/4 inch real wood birch flooring.
It's distressed.
Rustic.
Affordable.
And the sale ends... today.
No time to think.
We just grabbed about twenty boxes and some quarter round, and headed for home.
We decided the kitchen would be a good place to start.
And then maybe do the front foyer if we had enough left.
{And by that, I mean patience people.}
The previous kitchen flooring was a delightful laminate style that had a nice hollow sound as you walked around on it. Especially with shoes.
With ripples in the seams, and scratches on what seemed like every panel.
Which is the style choice of some...
Just not the rustic, distressed feeling I was going for.
So about two weeks ago, on that Sunday evening after buying all those boxes of wood, we began removing the old laminate.
And the dining furniture.
And the appliances.
We put a week turn around on the project.
Given the fact that the Hub had to work throughout the following week.
Fast forward two weeks later.
After 63 hours.
12 boxes of birch.
5 pieces of quarter round.
7000 nails.
And a couple of unforeseen obtacles in between...
The floors are finally in their final resting place.
Oh, and in case you are wondering, we returned the remaining eight boxes of Birch to the store and decided to live with the "slate" tile we currently have in the foyer.
At least for now.
Or until the Hub's back is realigned and pain free.
Each piece was pain stakingly hand laid.
Anyone else have a spur of the moment spending spree recently?
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