Remember the movie with the title, The Neverending Story? It feels like we are living that title here at home.
I cannot imagine how people survive a major house renovation. A cousin and his wife added on to their house instead of moving and they had to rent a house for a year during construction. There would be no way to live in the chaos.
Our hardwood floor project has grown. You know, like a stone gathering moss, or a runaway snowball barreling downhill.
We are merely extending some hardwood floors that we'd had installed about 10 years ago. I anticipated the problem that arose but hoped not to face it. The problem is that the new flooring does not match the older. It's just a matter of sanding down the old floor and re-coating it with a matching finish. It's a problem that's easily solved by the flooring crew but one that I'd rather not address, moneywise or timewise.
The older floor has aged but the main problem is that the Other Mother has applied coat after coat of a cheap floor wax product from the grocery store. We tried to discourage this but she is, after all, a product of the 1950's advertising culture. She believed the ads by DuPont and others, stating the we'd have a better life through chemistry! More about that another day.
Instead of being finished we are now patching a crack in the ceiling and waiting for more floor work.
Oh....... and it snowed overnight.
So much for spring.