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Wrasslin’ The Floor…

Good God, my body is sore. I’d love to report that it’s from all the sweet lovin’ I was getting this weekend, but alas, it was from prying up a floor this weekend instead. I do live a charmed life afterall.

The wifey and I had talked about putting in a new kitchen and entry floor since we’d moved in and I knew that trying to pry up a floor and install a new one in one weekend would pretty much put me in intensive care. So I figured that doing one part at a time would give me some recovery time.

Saturday, I got an early start on prying up the floor and actually got one plank installed in under half an hour before realizing what a “great” job the asswipes did installing the flooring. I don’t know what the manufacter’s recommended installation method is for an engineered wood floor, but these guys used ALL of the methods, I’m convinced. They not only used construction adhesive, which is basically super glue for wood, but also nails and screws. I’m certain they were laughing their heads off imagining the poor schmuch who would try to actually remove their handy work. Yeah. So after about a half hour of trying to yank this floor up without pulling the entire subfloor up, I decided to step back and rethink how I’d get it up.

And then it came to me. I pulled out my circular saw, made a few manly grunts, and started cutting two foot by two foot grooves in the floor. Then when I pulled out my prybar, I knew I’d won the battle. The floor easily came up and even better, was easier to discard than the small splintered pieces I’d managed earlier. Take that, asswipes. You are no match.

I then spent about an hour on my knees scraping up the old linoleum that was under the wooden floor. Ugh. And then spent about two hours trying to get up from the floors, since the cartilage in my knee caps no longer existed. Yeah, good times.

After a good nights sleep, some of the feeling was started to return to the various affected parts of my body, so I decided to just do myself in and start a new project, because “no pain, no gain” right? Sunday’s project was a bit easier—installed an arch in our living room/entryway to match the the kitchen doorway arch we’d installed last year. I started out by putting down a plastic sheet to help contain some of the dust created when cutting the drywall. The problem was that the plastic sheet acted like a slip and slide and made for some entertaining moments when placed a ladder on top of it. Yeah, luckily I didn’t kill myself, because the last thing anyone needs is my fat ass falling off a ladder. Within a couple of hours, though, the project was completed with the first layer of drywall compound put up. Next weekend, we can put up the second layer, texture and paint and be done with it.

So yeah, I’m feeling “the burn” today. Is it bad if you don’t feel your extremities? That can’t be good right?

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