The Scent of New~


One of the advantages of not actually living at the house, while it’s being “made over” is that when someone comes to do something marvelous–like lay brand, NEW carpet–I get to hang out in the kitchen and snap pictures every chance I get.


It was all I could do not to giggle when the carpet guy brought the new–NOT-falling apart into dust–padding in. He had no idea what pad trauma we’d been through. Sheesh.


Ooooh, here it comes. Lovely-ness approaching.


I’ve always wondered how carpet guys cut those huge pieces to fit so perfectly. But the more I thought about it, the more I worried, so I quit watching.


As he pulled back the front room carpet to finish off the entry edge–we discovered that there is pretty little hardwood under that carpet. Oh, yeah. YOUR days are numbered too, funny blue carpet. Heh, heh, heh.


But for now, I’m gonna scrunch up my toes in this soft, fluffy, perfect, new stuff.

I’m a lucky duck.

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PS~ Thank you with all my heart to all those who made this post possible. I love you.

How Old is TOO Old?

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One, not so happy thing about my cute, little house was that whenever we would walk in to work on it–the first thing we’d notice, coming in the door, was the ancient…ahemsmell. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t like a dead animal in the walls or anything, it was just a nose-twitchy, kind of old, old, OLD smell. Usually, someone would say, “Yeah, gotta do something about that smell.”

But you know me, I’m just happy to be here, so I didn’t care as much as the rest of the gang did.

Then one day, April said, “You know mom, I bet that nasty old smell is coming from that nasty old carpet.”

What carpet? You mean the 150,000 year old green stuff in the family room that’s obviously been here since the pioneers strolled into the valley? THAT carpet? Why would that be a problem?

But, it made sense. So one day, when I was all alone and no one was looking, I started yanking.


And to my surprise, the nasty old green carpet just pulled right up–almost like it was thrilled to be going to it’s  final resting place–at last, at last. Happy to oblige, creep.


I shoved it around for a while before I realized that it was waaaay too heavy for me to drag out of the room on my own. So I decided to work on the padding. Shouldn’t be a problem, right?


Till I looked more closely. Was that some kind of powder coming through the back of the pad?

Ummmm….no, that was the pad. Apparently, it had been pounded to dust from 45 generations of people trudging over it since the reign of the Roman Empire. Dang Romans.


Some of it behaved well enough, and even rolled up politely…


until I tried to move the rolls. The stuff just disintegrated in my hands. GAK.


I couldn’t really stop and scream for help, so I just kept going, all the while, thinking–should I even be breathing this junk that has, no doubt, been kicking around since the days of Caesar? But I misplaced my gas mask…so I forged ahead…bravely. You’ve have been proud.


It’d be fair to say that it was a huge mess. Huge.


At least it swept up kindly enough.


Then, good old Rhen came along and carried out the nasty old carpet–like it was a bag of chips. I tell you what–with this guy for a son it’s like having a string of oxen of my very own.

And so much more tidy.

Ahhh, out–OUT, nasty, old carpet! Your house stinking days are over. 

Hey, come to think of it…what’s that I smell? 

HA! It’s nothing. Just as it should be.
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Interesting Discovery


So, the guys have been working on the electrical, and as often happens–one project can easily lead to another.


So, while they were busy removing some of the old paneling–they found evidence of a previous life.


50 year old wall paper. Awesome. Awesome.

I LOVE old stuff. But I’m still painting it white.

Thanks, Pinterest.

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And The Wall~

came tumbling down!

So as it happens in projects such as these, we started talking about how much more open the kitchen would feel if it were…ummm… you know, open. So one thing led to another and before we knew it, the wall was down. Just like that.

Crow bars and sledge hammers seem to be these guys’ best friends.

Kind of exciting to see things just wished for one moment…

and coming true the next.

This place is awesome. This disappearing wall is awesome.

These guys are awesome!

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HOLD Everything!!



We interrupt this regularly scheduled move in…


to bring you–ahem–me, a new rewiring of the whole house announcement.


The guys are working like crazy to update the electrical–which has stalled the actual move in.

But it will be WELL worth the wait.



I mean, seriously, who wants to blow a fuse every time we flip on a computer or run the blender or watch Sea Biscuit for the 6,000th time?

No, no. This is a good thing.

Just happy to be here.

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