Diana and I will be spending part of our Thanksgiving stripping the carpet from the rest of the house in preparation for the installers tomorrow. Yeah, I didn't think the scheduling through very well, but the nice thing is that when we wake up Saturday morning, it'll be like having a new house and we can relax the rest of the weekend.
I had one tragic accident, trying to move some shelves, one of them came loose and landed on my thumb. It's swollen and bruised. Doesn't really hurt though, so I'm hoping that I don't lose the nail, because that's six moths to a year of having a gimpy hand. I dropped an Anton-Bauer on my big toe once, and it was deformed for a long time.
We didn't really get that far last night. The stairs and the hallway are finished, and we got half way through one of the front bedrooms. The reason it took so long wasn't the carpet pulling, but moving stuff out of there. The hallway was another one of the super vulgar spots. Luna peed in this one spot between doors over and over.
What I'm concerned about now is that I'm out of Kilz, after getting a second can yesterday. Home Depot is closed today, obviously, so it looks like I'm going at 6 a.m. tomorrow. There are two spots I worry about in the master bedroom, and one in the living room. Installers are apparently pretty sensitive to animal soiling, so I want to avoid any drama.
I have no idea how I'm gonna pay for this at the moment, but I've got a year to worry about it. This is going to certainly change the house for the better, and as much as I wish I didn't live here anymore, at least it'll finally feel like I've reclaimed it from that poor cat.