Okay, I'll shut up and show you the pictures.
So, first things first. Gotta tear that carpet up. I thought this would be super easy. Boy was I wrong. I think my back was stuck in the bent over position for two days straight. First, the carpet had to come up. Then, we had to tear up the padding underneath and then (yeah, still not done) we had to hammer down all the nails that were sticking up from the floor.
Again, I apologize for the quality. I must start using my actual camera.
Once everything was up, it was time for momma to show her stuff. Check out these floors!
Now why did this one turn out so good?! I will never know
Of course Jesalyn had to get in on the action. Is this not the cutest picture you have ever seen in your entire life?! She looks like she knows what she's doing doesn't she?
Before the floors we decided to repaint. I wanted gray. A lesson I learned through all this is that there really is no true gray color. All gray has a little bit of another color in it. If you read my blog before you know the other lesson I learned. "If your best friend tells you that the paint chip you took home looks more blue than gray, you should believe her." Yes, I picked out what I thought was gray, bought like 4 gallons and started painting the walls. Halfway through I realized that it did, indeed look blue. I thought I could handle it and kept painting. About 3/4 the way through, I decided that I wouldn't be happy so we went out and bought more paint and did the whole thing again. Luckily, we had lots of people helping us paint or I would probably still be doing it.
Here is my step-dad. He was a professional painter for 20 years. Notice the drastic difference!
I must preface that since the "remodel" we have already moved things around and purchased new furniture, but you get the idea.