Floored

I made up for the Lazy Friday with a Very Busy Saturday.

All day long it would pour one minute and the sun would try desperately to shine the next. Crazy. I watched most of this transpire through the kitchen window where I spent the majority of the day on the floor.

It's also where I was tonight when the blasts from the fireworks' grand finale shook the windows. It was the first time in four or five years that I didn't go see the display.

I knew there was a reason I wasn't anxious to start this job. In fact, there are FIVE reasons. The five layers of flooring I have to tear up. It was slow going. I really hate tearing up that floor. Those vinyl planks have been great. And when I put them down a little more than three years ago, they were pretty easy to put down. (Much easier than standard 12x12s, that's for sure!)

Here's a look at the various layers of what I've been pulling up. Most of it's vinyl tile with the occasional piece of wooden subfloor (to replace some of the damaged parquet that makes up the rest of one of the layers.)

When I finally gave up for the day, I was two-thirds of the way down to the last layer. My plan is that once I get down to the last layer and I start pulling it up, I have the backerboard ready to put down. This would have been a little easier had I started this when we didn't have a stove.

Here's how far I got by mid-evening. (When I quit, every piece you see here was down to its last level. Isn't that green linoleum just lovely?! It's the floor that was in the kitchen and dining room when we moved in. It was among the first things that were changed within months of moving in. I think it's not hard to guess why.

Tomorrow (or more accurately, later today) I have to go pick up some things. With all this rain (it was pouring yet AGAIN about 90 minutes ago) I'm not even going to worry about the lawn. I'm going to focus on the floor ... and on a door project AND, ideally, on getting the backsplash up. But first, it's time for some medication and heading to bed!