After nearly a year of haggling, we are getting our floors replaced. And I know it is going to happen because I am now sitting in my living room staring at 60 boxes of bamboo. If all goes well, the work will begin next Tuesday. And after that, we'll be able to get the shelves installed, the t.v. hung, the stereo hooked up and then we'll be ready to host brunches and dinners again. Woohoo!
Not that we haven't had people over, it's just that now they won't be able to say, "Your place looks disheveled and your floors are wobbly. What gives?"
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I'm sure nobody who reads this blog would *ever* say that. They'd think it, sure.
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