According to the remodel schedule, today was the day that our new bamboo floors would start being put in. If all went well, by the weekend we’d be able to move our furniture back into the house. I cannot tell you how much we’ve waited for this moment. For the past few weeks, we’ve been living in the office and bedroom (when we weren’t out at the farm). It’s been a less than pleasant experience. We’ve both craved being able to have our couch back and another place to sit and relax. Heck, to be able to walk through the house without having to wear shoes would be fantastic.
Of course, it wasn’t meant to be. When the flooring guys showed up, they immediately discovered that the variance in our floors were too much. For bamboo you want less than 1/4th inch and ours ranged from 1/4th to 3/4ths. They’d have to use some self leveling concrete to fix it and by some, I mean uber-bucks lot. Enough that Steph and I had to take a few steps back and come up with a new plan.
That new plan is to do the kitchen and dining room in bamboo plus a small spot near the front entrance. The rest will get carpet (picked out in a rushed 30 minute session at the store). The carpet is on back order and won’t be here until April 30th (the same date as our delayed counter tops).
I’m not going to lie – I’m pissed. The floor has been exposed for over three weeks. Why our contractor didn’t let the flooring people know that there might be potential problems angers me. A decision could have been made weeks ago and all this last minute stress would have been avoided. On the plus side, what little bamboo is going in will be done by this weekend. We’ve already decided to move in furniture – carpet or not – so that we can stop being confined to two rooms. Then it’s just one more week and this whole project will be done.
Knock on wood. Or bamboo, as the case may be.
Moose and Ink 