I don’t even know where to start. It’s beginning to feel as though oozing floorboards are just normal.
For the grand total of 4 times, we rip out what my hubby so lovingly hammered down and paid for with his blood sweat and my tears.
It’s unbelievable.
I didn’t even lose my cool (this the 4th time). My neighbors, they didn’t see me outside wailing and flopping around on my front lawn. Why? How?
Because I’ve ridden in this rodeo a time or four and I’m now on professional level with getting bucked shy high.
Come At Me Floor troubles!
What you can’t feel from this photo is the deep cushy squishy water underneath this laminate.
Miss Lizzy gave us notice that she’s moving at the end of the month. The chronic tragedies are wearing her down. She wants to live “LA Vida loco”
Her words, not mine!
You might be glad to know that THIS flood wasn’t for naught. It revealed last summer’s mystery floor damage.
The a/c unit froze, the drain pipe was blocked. … the water leaked silently for who knows how long. Sneaking it’s way under all the foyer and living room floors.
I want vengeance.
So does Lizzy. She’s furious!
Don’t feel sorry for me though. Stuff happens. Floors flood 4 times sometimes. I’m going to sing praises for the lesson.
When I figure that lesson out, I’ll let you know. If I make it through Construction Project #4 Summer 2015.
