So, I called a tool rental place down the street. They would be open until 12;30 and then closed until Jan 2. Perfect! We can pay for one day, get two days and I'll get my floor done. I ran off to get the floor nailer, came home, grabbed the chop saw, tried to find a finish nailer (you need that for the first and last rows typically) and wanted to get moving.
Eric had some billing things he was working on and I couldn't find the finish nailer. I sent a few texts asking if one of our ward family members had one I could use. I found one, but wasn't able to get it until that evening.
Having the desire to accomplish something, I got the kids and we started taking down the Christmas tree and other seasonal decor. We got that done and then I started working a little on the quilt I've been making since Thanksgiving break...
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| I'm excited about how it's turning out! |
SO, I decided I would take all the kids to the church for an hour and then we'd come home and start putting down a floor. Everyone seemed okay with that. Off we went. I played Skipbo with Xela, Aurora and Victoria De la Garza, had some snacks, while the boys ran around the gym and Neta played with her Hexbugs. I said we were going to leave at nine, but we didn't get out of there until 9:30.
Upstairs we went and I hooked up the nailer to the air compressor, brought up my computer so the kids could listen to Bill Cosby routines in between "helping" me with the floor. After maybe one row, Eric came up and asked if it could wait until tomorrow because he couldn't rest with the banging and sawing. I said okay, but at the same time worried because we had a funeral to attend that, best guess, was going to take half the day, and I REALLY wanted to get a decent nights' sleep at least one night of the week.
Kids and I went downstairs, listened to Cosby and put together most of a 550 piece puzzle of Logan, Utah.
At just before midnight, Xela came into the kitchen and wanted us to watch the ball drop. Kids dropped puzzle pieces and got their coats, pots and utensils ready. At midnight (according to the computer) we stepped onto the driveway...
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| Graigry slamming spoon & metal pot. |
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| Nate popping bubble wrap with a pan on the driveway, wearing my shoes. |
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| Neta not wanting to miss the action. |
I let the kids listen to a little more Cosby while we made a little more progress on the puzzle, at the same time rotating them to pjs and brushing of teeth. Sometime shortly after one, we gathered around our bed, where Eric was laying, still awake, to say family prayer.
Tomorrow would be busy. The floor had to get done because I had to take the floor nailer back before I went to work on Friday, Jan 2. Eric had to be at the viewing at 11 and the funeral started at 2. I had hoped to get a little done in the morning before the funeral and the rest right after the funeral. It didn't turn out the way.
I got a few pieces in after Eric left for the viewing, in between some phone calls and showering and running before I left at 12:30 with the other kids to pick up the Stokes for the viewing. After the funeral (which was very nice by the way) I made two trips back to the church to give people rides home and then Karen had a New Year's dinner waiting for us when we got home. We didn't start on the floor until after 6:30 and then it was just Xela and I. She said she thought this was more fun than it looked when I first asked her to help me.
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| Xela - the layer and banger of floor panels. |
Around 7 Eric came home from his folks house and we worked a three man team. Just after midnight, or just before, we had one and a half rows left to do. We couldn't use the floor nailer for that, so we could quit and use the finish nailer later, as in tomorrow or the next day.
My back was so sore, and my knees some too. I slept with a heating pad. On Friday, getting up and down out of the chair at work was slightly painful, but, the floor was done! Almost. Eric and I finished the last row and a half on Saturday. Now the boys and the Lego town that had taken up residence in their room, is all back and we're one VERY SMALL step closer to not living in a construction zone. (It's kind of a normal state of affairs after over 10 years) :)
































