A week ago, this was my office. You know, the place where I sit on my computer and the children pratice piano? Then, we emptied all the furniture, had the carpet ripped out and this pretty floor installed.
We didn't stop with just the office. No siree Bob, my entire main floor's been redone this week. Which explains why--there's no place to sit, I can't find anything and what I can find is covered in dust. It's like I moved, but I didn't purge first, nor did I put things in nicely labelled boxes.
My house is a wreck. But the floors are pretty.