WOAH, horsey. Life is so good and crazy lately. We’ve been crashing in our hometown while we get some dirty (read: not baby friendly) work done in the house. It’s been so wonderful catching up with family and friends and not having to buy groceries. While we’re thoroughly enjoying the perks of our parents’ homes (lake! pool! babysitters!), we seriously cannot wait another second to get into our little pride and joy.
In the meantime, we’ve been back and forth to the new house (which conveniently is only an hour and a half away if you take the back way) and have been knocking around the old crowbar a bit. Walls have been smashed. Hundreds of nails have been pulled. Even the refrigerator has been taken apart to be moved (I know, I didn’t really know that was possible, either).
We’re happy and tired, but luckily we’re off the hook from doing manual labor while the professionals are sanding and sealing the floors. This means we get to squeeze in a little extra lake time, but it also means we get to move in next weekend! With furniture! And Henry! I mean, we might only have half of a kitchen, but… who needs one of those anyway?
A looksie at the damage:
Our main issue has been the floors. We ripped up so many layers of laminate, carpet, and plywood, followed by a few solid days of pulling nails. Some busy body hammered a nail about every 2 inches throughout the entire house and then felt the need to get happy with a staple gun.
The guys coming to sand down the floors couldn’t get in until each and every one was pulled, so we divided and conquered each and every little tack and nail. It was probably the most annoying task EVER, but it’s done and was so worth it.
We kept finding a lot of irregularities in the wood and couldn’t be sure it’d even out, but there was really no turning back once we got started and we knew we wanted all of the layers of junk out regardless.
Under the stairs was a weird afterthought of a closet. We knocked out the new and kept the original, exposing a little cubby that’s basically the most adorable little telephone/book nook imaginable.
Everything in the kitchen is going except for the fridge, so we had to start tearing out cabinets and get the floors exposed enough for them to refinish everything that won’t be covered by the new cabinets and appliances.
Apparently, someone had some funky wallpaper back in the day. The faux wood laminate in here was also aggressively glued in between the staples and nails, making for an extra enjoyable time.
It seemed like this process of pulling out everything we didn’t want would never end, but now we have the clean slate we were looking for. We stopped by yesterday for a peek on the progress of the floors and it looked incredible.
The sanders said this was one of the roughest jobs they’ve seen. The final result will be a lot darker after they apply the polyurethane, nice and deep and variated.
Sometimes things have to get worse before they gets better and in this case, it couldn’t be more true. There were moments in the past few weeks where it was hard to see how this was going to clear up, but it’s really starting to settle. It’s been tough, but it’s also already been incredibly satisfying.
For the most part, the backbreaking, dirty jobs are over and we get to start on the fun stuff (although knocking into that wall was pretty thrilling). But, for now, we’ll be resting our crowbar arms and gearing up for the next phase of painting and practically an entire kitchen rebuild!
S O . P U M P E D . Y’all ready to go appliance shopping?