All of my adult life flooring has been an issue for me.
My first home, a rental, had fire engine red plush carpet in the hallways and living room. The kitchen was an authentic retro combination of those industrial tiles you see in schools in a pattern of black, gray and butter cream yellow. Needless to say, the flooring dictated the decor and not vice versa. This is when I developed an affinity for navy blue living room furniture. The kitchen presented more of a challenge. But I was newly on my own and this home was independence and "having arrived" all rolled into one! This home saw the courtship, beginning, middle and end of my first marriage – plenty of happy, and finally, plenty of sad.
When my husband and I moved into our historic (translation OLD) house in 2001, there was a combination of brown shags, torn linoleums, and a lovely seafoam green plush scattered throughout. My guess is that the owner/former landlord hit the clearance section…A LOT! Keep in mind that we got this house for 22K – yes you read that correctly. It had 4 bedrooms, two baths and being in NC, no centralized heating system. We tried a lot of bandaid solutions, especially after the seafoam got ruined by my pup who came down with something akin to dysentary. We peeled up carpets, tried refinishing floors – again, I use the word tried – we even found a heap of carpet, literally on the side of the highway, nearly new condition, with cut outs indicative of having been stripped from a house – it lasted a couple of years. When we sold this house to some friends who are much more creative and capable, the flooring was still an issue and still very tired – they have since remedied much of this!
Our new house was paradise on earth when we first walked into it – nice berber in each room in shades of blue and gray. I think the paradise part was the central air and heat in august but I digress. The problem with carpet is not the carpet – it is Paddington and Britta – our dogs, and Madison and Jefferson – our cats! They shed, they smell, they scratch and smell some more! I love them dearly but something has to give.
Also, apparently the sellers of our home gilded it quite a bit. 29 cent peel and stick tiles and a bathroom linen closet where the frame and door fell out last week. I laugh, lest I cry. It was and is beautiful and remains a blessing to this day.
Another blessing is my job – I am a speech pathologist by trade and the school system in which I work offers two extra weeks of work during the summer doing educational diagnostic testing yielding an additional paycheck.
I have the most horrid time making commitments and decisions when it comes to dropping what I would consider massive amounts of money and if it is 3 figures, it is massive to me – did I mention I am a tightwad?
I got paid yesterday and did it!! – the first REAL flooring I have ever purchased. I bought 370 sq ft of swiftlock plus from Lowe's with a 25 year warranty to do my kitchen and dining room – it is a beautiful light color and will be installed the next couple of weeks by my stepson and my husband!! I am terribly excited and it doesn't break our budget because the money came from my extra work!!
God is awesome! I don't only think this when material things come to me but this time instead of piddling away the money because I didn't think I deserved to purchase something tangible, I will have something underfoot, better than 29 cent tiles, that matches everything and will last 25 years because Armstrong promised me it would!
and I thought I had arrived with the plush red!