We have new tile in the bathroom thanks to Mr. Reese and a friend.
My husband came down from the upstairs last night triumphant.
“We have working toilets upstairs!” he announced.
My son, 6-years-old, looked at his dad and said, “So when it’s Saturday again, can you do my room?”
My husband smiled and scooped his son up into a bear hug. “You are just too precious,” he said.
We’re still in remodeling mode at our house. It began in Feb. 2008, after we decided to stay in our home rather than purchase another place.
It’s not that we need more room, there are just a few things about our house that drive us nuts.
But as soon as the decision was made, we tore up carpet and vinyl flooring downstairs. It took 9 months, but now downstairs we have click-in wood-like flooring, crown mouldings and wainscoting.
That was all done by October. In January, we tore out the carpet in the loft and my son’s room upstairs.
The flooring is down on the loft, but my son hasn’t had use of his room since then. All his furniture is in our room. Plastic covers his floor ready for the wood-like flooring.
And we got sidetracked and did the bathroom tile the last three weekends. To be honest, I was just jumping at the chance to get rid of the 6-year-old carpet that had been damaged beyond repair. Yes. We had carpet in the bathrooms. The house came that way.
My son is ready for his room to be done though. It’s not that he minds having his bed next to ours (he usually ended up in our room most nights anyway). I think he’s just at an age where he wants easier access to his clothes, his stuff, his toys. And he wants them in HIS room.
I’m not promising, but I’m hoping we can make a dent on it this weekend. Though even if we do, I’m sure his bed will stay just where it is so post-surgery next week he is close to us.
