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I woke up this morning feeling almost as excited as I felt upon waking up on Christmas morning as a kid. I'm going to install a new floor in our kitchen today! W00t! W00t!
I've scraped and swept and prepped as much as possible. In the process, I've notice that the wife of the first owner of this house wore serious high heels. This house was built in 1960, so I imagine that her shoe style, like the flooring design, was a hangover from the 1950s.
Applying the adhesive is fun. Like a Bevis and Butthead thing - "Heh heh. Playing with sticky mud."
I've scraped and swept and prepped as much as possible. In the process, I've notice that the wife of the first owner of this house wore serious high heels. This house was built in 1960, so I imagine that her shoe style, like the flooring design, was a hangover from the 1950s.
Applying the adhesive is fun. Like a Bevis and Butthead thing - "Heh heh. Playing with sticky mud."