It was time.
I was going to take out the carpet in the laaaast room that still had it.
Why?
Well, let me tell you something about cats.
I have FIVE indoor cats...
... and whenever their tums are feeling a little upset?
They mew, "To the carpet!"...
...and head upstairs to the last remaining bit of
non-easy-to-clean flooring.
Rocky, posing by one of the many, many barf stains
on the bedroom carpet.
Besides, my bedroom was so blah.
White walls; off-white carpet,
and a queen-sized bed with a noisy, janky frame.
I feel like I'm cheating with this dreary "before" picture,
but it's the only one I have.
So, while the Sweet Man was away,
I moved all the furniture out, make a solo trip to Ikea for a new bed,
bought some flooring and paint,
and tore up the carpet.
Gah, I'm sneezing just looking at those nasty things.
The cats, btw, decided to honor the demise of the carpet
with one last bit of barf.
You don't need a close-up, but it's the blob in the lower left corner.
The day after I got the carpeting out,
The Girl showed up to help.
She was a sweaty DIY angel.
And she wasn't the only one to "help":
check out this time-lapse The Girl did while building the Ikea bed.
Crazy kitty Minnie (for whom this blog is named)
thought that since I had upgraded to a king-sized bed because the cats
were being bed hogs, The Girl obviously needed her help.
Seriously, watch it. It's a hoot.
The results?
Soooo pretty!
Here's one with actual furniture in the room.
One of my favorite things we did was this window treatment.
Of course I found it on Pinterest.
The sun just makes the colors glow in the most wonderful way.
And speaking of windows...
y'all won't BELIEVE what I found on the roof when I crawled
out the window to wash the other side.
POOP!
ON THE ROOF!!!
"Poop!" I kept bleating.
"POOOOOP!!!"
"Why does it bother you so much?"
The Girl asked, sensibly.
"You deal with poop all the time."
Which is true -- I'm a mom, gardener, and a pet owner.
But this was different.
"It's mystery poop!" I said.
"MYSTERY POOP!"
But enough about the mystery poop.
What else did I do in the bedroom?
I hung my quilting masterwork on one wall.
All handmade. It took me over two years.
I upgraded Minnie's bed from this...
... to this.
I tied the two together, so it wouldn't scootch around for her.
Rocky got a new bed, too,
since this cushy blanky had been lining a cardboard box.
All the other cats have been trying out the new bed, too.
Instead of using a worn quilt,
I put a nice yellow rug from World Market at the end of the bed.
Jackie approves.
And watching over us all, the patron saint of special needs cats,
If you're not familiar with the one and only Lil Bub,
go check out her Instragram.
I luff her.
Did I get everything done before the Sweet Man got home?
Pretty much.
The Girl said, "I thought we'd have time to do yoga,"
while I confessed, "I thought we'd get to Pitch Perfect Two."
Neither of these happened,
but despite our aches and pains and bruises...
(my knees)
... it was worth it.
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Now!
For some actual tips,
for those planning to try a floor
made with Allure vinyl tile from Home Depot.
If you need to take just a skoosh off one area,
tile nippers work great.
Pick up one of these steel square jobbies to cut your ends,
preferably 8" x 12".
If you get one too big, it will be a pain;
too small, and it won't go all the way across.
To make your stencil/templates for cutting these tricky bits,
use the waxed paper that separates the pieces in the box.
They won't stick to the sticky edges!
Watch out for the little bits of clippings!
If a tiny piece like this gets under your piece,
it will show through more and more as time goes on and you step on it.
Vacuum, vacuum, vacuum,
and keep brushing your hand along where a panel will go,
looking for and removing stray vinyl, pebbles, or staples.
When you're laying the floor,
put boxes all along where you're going to work
and pull from them as you go.
It took me a couple of jobs,
but I finally realized, duh, it was a lot more work
to drag along one of the heavy boxes until it was empty.
Allure, weirdly, does not make transition strips to go with their flooring.
(Transition strips are those pieces of wood that go along the bottom
of a doorway, to transition from vinyl to tile or carpet or whatever.)
See the underside of a standard transition strip?
It's way too high for the Allure vinyl.
It just teeters about a half inch above the flooring.
So I break out the tile nippers...
... easily pull some of the tall bit off...
put a bead of strong glue along both outside edges...
... and set the now-shorter middle part in the prepared "channel"
between the two edges of flooring.
I weigh it down while it dries...
... and it ends up looking quite professional.
I'm not exaggerating, it took me about three hours to do
three transition strips. They're tricky buggers.
THIS IS IMPORTANT.
If something bugs you,
deal with it right away.
Otherwise, you'll just get sorta-used to it,
and it will irritate you for-ev-er.
Take care if it while you have momentum!
There was a little corner that didn't stay all the way stuck on the adhesive.
so I immediately pried it up,
added some strong glue, and weighed it down.
I hear some people actually use these weights for "fitness"?
Huh.
Last of all,
whatever you do when clearing out a room,
don't forget to pack up your cats.
Your audience went MONTHS between blogs, and then we get this Gone With The Wind epic? I was wondering "is this going to end?"
ReplyDeleteThe video was funny. BUT. You are NUTS to not corral the conspiracy* of cats before starting a project
* you know: flock of seagulls, murder of crows, conspiracy of kitty kats. Lucy let me know this terminology
ps- Now, I'm not The LiberryLord, but if you messed with my bed, and changed it up, you'd have some 'splaining to do.
I knoooow! I added pic after pic! But the thing about that Allure laminate is that while it's easy, there's some things they don't cover in the instructions... things I have learned the hard way how to do.
DeleteIf we had closed that bedroom door, we would have had kitties crying outside the WHOLE TIME. Kitties are notorious for FOMO. (Fear of missing out.)
And my man was THRILLED that I took care of everything when he was gone! He loves the new bed. So there.