We bought all of the new flooring at one time, in order to score a pretty handsome discount. I told Chris several times that there was no rush. That I was not going to nag him to do it all at once. That those pallets could sit in our garage for months if needed. That I was just thankful to be moving in that direction.
The day after they were delivered, I discovered this photo while at work:
He managed to complete all of the demo in the big boys’ room, with all of the kids at home. Because the boys’ beds are mounted into the ceiling, they can continue to sleep in there regardless of the progress. However, their dressers and toy chests currently reside in the upstairs hallway. The exposed plywood poses a threat to sweet feet. Lastly and most importantly, my husband simply can’t bear to leave things unfinished. It’s one of my favorite things about him.
We’ve had plenty of offers from helpful friends, but this is the man who figured out a way to mount those beds by himself because he refused to wait for me to come upstairs. Over the last few days, he’s been laying down the floors with only the boys’ help. It’s fun to watch them be a part of the process. Their main concern is whether or not they’ll be able to wrestle on laminate hardwoods. I assured them we’ll get rugs just as soon as we can.
We’re only a few days in, but the boys’ room is virtually finished. Nobody’s gotten hurt, no floors have been ruined, and the babies have slept through the banging. Praise Him!