We made it over to Ikea and picked up a few items (which took WAY longer than anticipated - and the one thing we were actually hoping to get wasn't there...typical). It was home again through rush-hour traffic and dinner at Grandma and Papa's. Although we didn't actually get to stacking the washer and dryer, or building the shelves, we got a lot accomplished and still had a full Saturday to finish the rest.
Kari and Barrett had come up for the weekend for their anniversary as well as a few doctors appointments, so the kids were excited at the prospect at spending time with them, and Tyler was happy to have an extra pair of hands in Barrett to accomplish the things he hoped. Remember our list? Stack the washer and dryer and build the cupboard. Well, the washer always wanders around the bathroom as the floor it is set on is uneven and it ends up causing the whole house to shake on the spin cycle, so Tyler decided to look at the floor underneath and figure out exactly what was there. Of course, once I saw one piece of linoleum tile being pulled, I knew my short list was about to get much, much longer. We spent a bit of time in town picking up some items from Canadian Tire to finish this project (which now also included reworking some plumbing so the washer and dryer could be put in a new spot). Tyler and Barrett ended up ripping out most of the floor in the bathroom, and then had to leave it as the whole family was going out for dinner in NE Calgary for Kari and Barrett's anniversary. We decided to stop at the Home Depot, at Barrett's suggestion, on the way home to look at some new floor tile product he had seen. We ended up buying some to replace the existing linoleum as it was peeling and rotting in a few places and thought a nice new finish would go nicely with our nice new washer and dryer stack and cupboard for the towels. So now Saturday was done, and the projects were not...and laying new floor had just been added to the list.
Sunday is Sunday, so no projects happening then.
Tyler decided he could work from home on Monday in order to get the bathroom done as long as he participated in his 10am conference call. Barrett was around until about 1:30 before they had to leave for one of their doctor's appointments, and both guys figured they could be done the entire bathroom before then, and Tyler might even be able to go and get a few hours in at the office. So 9am rolled around and the saws, hammers and picking of sticky linoleum tiles began. The kids and I went about our day as usual with the except of not having a toilet anymore, as it had to be removed in order to lay the new flooring...but it wasn't that big a deal because we'd been living without a bathroom door for 2 days already. I made special point to use the bathroom at Lucy's school when I dropped her off and picked her up that day.
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Now, this all sounds like complaining and cynicism. Actually, it hasn't bothered me too much, it's just so hilarious that this is my life. As always, it makes me truly appreciate my husband who seems to be able to do ANYTHING he sets his mind to...except estimating his time.
I love the new floor and it makes me feel like my bathroom is a little less like a dirty cave and more like a sanitary place where I don't mind my children showering, going to the bathroom or brushing their teeth. My husband is the best. He works so hard at work, and then works so hard at home. I secretly think he just likes having projects (or distractions) and he admits to me and his dad that he comes by it naturally. Home projects to distract from office work and office work to distract from home projects. It works out pretty well for him, and if we're willing to put up with a mess or chaos for a few days, it works out pretty great for us too.
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