this is what is happening to my house; this is why you can't come over
For sumairu because she asked, and for simplexityz, aysleygriffin, and define_glee by extension, I guess :).
So my parents decided this summer was the summer we were finally going to do something to the house - they decided it was time to redo the floor. The floor upstairs is wooden, and our house is really old, so twas time to sand them down and polish them.
First up: bedrooms; brother's and parents' rooms had to be emptied of furniture. We spent hours moving stuff out of their rooms, and learned once again that my dad likes to lift first, figure out logistics later. Time and time again, Brian and I went, "WAIT, that's not going to work! How are we going to turn after we get out this door? / Why are we doing it this way? That's a lot of unnecessary work! / This... doesn't make sense...." On the plus side, we did manage to get Brian's bed out of his room without cracking anything... unlike what happened to my (identical) bed when my dad tried to get it downstairs with a "shortcut" that was just... not so great for my bed frame.
In the process, my parents decided to do some... spring cleaning? Lol idk, they started getting rid of stuff, since everything was being moved around. The TV in the upstairs living room is rather ancient, so it just disappeared one day. I have no idea how my dad got it down the steps outside and into a car or whatever; I just woke up one day and it was gone. (I am amazed because it was really big and like, 4 feet high, being attached to storage space beneath it.) The cabinet holding the big old radio/tape player, DVD and VCR players went, as well as the radio/tape player itself. Oh, and the speakers went to one of my dad's friends, I gather :/. My brother and I dismantled his big dresser, too, so his clothes are all downstairs now.
I'm tired of paragraphs.
STAGE ONE
› move everything out of bedrooms
i. the living room with a whole bunch of bedroom stuff in it; i spy: my brother's bed frame, my mom's tv, a table stolen from downstairs, and evidence of someone who never finished vacuuming...
ii. the deck, again with a bunch of bedroom furniture, etc.; i spy: dismantled parts to my parents' bed, random rolls of toilet paper that should be in some bathroom cabinet, not outside (???)
iii. downstairs, with, guess what, a lot of stuff that doesn't belong there; i spy: my brother's mattress - complete with that animal bedspread he hates, his laptop, his desk drawers, and his clothes, post-folding by my mom (pre-folding, it was just a giant pile that could pretty much double as a bed, and there was no visible floor)
iv. same; garbage bags filled with idek what kind of random objects
v. downstairs; there's a couch buried under all that fabric somewhere next to my parents' drawers. i spy: the top of my brother's head, probably gaming
STAGE TWO
› sand + polish floors in bedroom and adjacent hallway
A guy from some company did this; it was quite loud, understandably.
notes:
› do not breathe in particles of wood
› do not step on newly polished floor for 48 hours
› the rooms echoed! from the kitchen, even! it was cool :D
vi. brian's room
vii. parents' room
viii. hallway; old floor vs. new floor
STAGE THREE
› paint my parents' room (i don't have any pictures of this; i was... writing an essay, i think)
› move everything back into parents' room, polish their wooden furniture and various other odd jobs
› clear the living room → more moving furniture! four whole hours of it. lol, i said i'd "brb" to simplexityz and someone, i think, because brian and i thought we were answering a call to help move ONE large thing, but that wasn't the case at all T_T. the destinations were brian's room, the deck, under the deck, and the garage. ack, the garage - that meant out the sliding door, down the stairs, across the backyard, down more steps, around the corner into the garage. whee.
ix. the deck; ugh, the aquarium was such a pain to get out there; it was so heavy, even without the water and the fish and the larger rocks. the couch is out there, too, but you can't see it very well.
x. under the deck; bits and pieces of brian's dismantled dresser reside here
xi. my brother's room turned storage room
xii. the new temporary home of the goldfish! glad we didn't put the actual lid of the garbage can on top, because *i* wouldn't have wanted to live in darkness for two+ weeks.
STAGE FOUR
› let the guy sand and polish the floor
› do not walk on new floor
› enter and exit house via door in middle of staircase, which is otherwise never used :D
notes:
› it was really dusty that morning, but they taped off the area with some kind of covering so the particles wouldn't get on anything outside of the area they were sanding down
› have no pictorial evidence because i was rushing off to class that morning and they were done when i got back
xiii. living room sans everything; taken at kind of a weird angle because i couldn't stand on the newly polished floor
STAGE FIVE
› paint the living room
›› my brother opined that if ever the parentals wanted to change the colour of this room, this would be the time
›› ...because moving stuff out of the living room HURT.
notes:
› my dad was bent on it being "contemporary" and "less chinese," and all the showrooms in the palette pamphlets were two- or three-toned colour rooms
› my only real contribution to this was to insist on it being brighter and to reject anything too light because it'd just look like white anyway, lol
xiv. second coating of paint on the "feature wall." lol idk, they went to get paint, talked to some lady there and came back with all these terms and ideas.
xv.
xvi.
xvii.
xviii. my brother's smiley face, done with his paint roller :)
xix.
xx. idk if you can tell from this, but the two walls meeting at the door are two different colours
xxi. giant ball of masking tape! from after all the masking tape had been taken off the walls and floors; twas bigger than a soccer ball :).
STAGE SIX
› extra layer of polish
› walking on living room floor prohibited once more
STAGE SEVEN: (where we are currently)
› wait for polish to ~completely dry~ or whatever; anyway, no one's really walking on it
› get new furniture from ikea! :D
xxii. due to his mattress being down here, this has become brian's lounge/general gaming area. it's very convenient and comfy, but of course, he will start giving you serious side eye if there is any potential at all for spilling food =P.
xxiii. i don't have any pictures of stuff we actually got, but lol, the just-in-case sign on this toilet in ikea
xxiv. and vending machines in ikea sell spare parts, not candy
So my parents decided this summer was the summer we were finally going to do something to the house - they decided it was time to redo the floor. The floor upstairs is wooden, and our house is really old, so twas time to sand them down and polish them.
First up: bedrooms; brother's and parents' rooms had to be emptied of furniture. We spent hours moving stuff out of their rooms, and learned once again that my dad likes to lift first, figure out logistics later. Time and time again, Brian and I went, "WAIT, that's not going to work! How are we going to turn after we get out this door? / Why are we doing it this way? That's a lot of unnecessary work! / This... doesn't make sense...." On the plus side, we did manage to get Brian's bed out of his room without cracking anything... unlike what happened to my (identical) bed when my dad tried to get it downstairs with a "shortcut" that was just... not so great for my bed frame.
In the process, my parents decided to do some... spring cleaning? Lol idk, they started getting rid of stuff, since everything was being moved around. The TV in the upstairs living room is rather ancient, so it just disappeared one day. I have no idea how my dad got it down the steps outside and into a car or whatever; I just woke up one day and it was gone. (I am amazed because it was really big and like, 4 feet high, being attached to storage space beneath it.) The cabinet holding the big old radio/tape player, DVD and VCR players went, as well as the radio/tape player itself. Oh, and the speakers went to one of my dad's friends, I gather :/. My brother and I dismantled his big dresser, too, so his clothes are all downstairs now.
I'm tired of paragraphs.
STAGE ONE
› move everything out of bedrooms
i. the living room with a whole bunch of bedroom stuff in it; i spy: my brother's bed frame, my mom's tv, a table stolen from downstairs, and evidence of someone who never finished vacuuming...
ii. the deck, again with a bunch of bedroom furniture, etc.; i spy: dismantled parts to my parents' bed, random rolls of toilet paper that should be in some bathroom cabinet, not outside (???)
iii. downstairs, with, guess what, a lot of stuff that doesn't belong there; i spy: my brother's mattress - complete with that animal bedspread he hates, his laptop, his desk drawers, and his clothes, post-folding by my mom (pre-folding, it was just a giant pile that could pretty much double as a bed, and there was no visible floor)
iv. same; garbage bags filled with idek what kind of random objects
v. downstairs; there's a couch buried under all that fabric somewhere next to my parents' drawers. i spy: the top of my brother's head, probably gaming
STAGE TWO
› sand + polish floors in bedroom and adjacent hallway
A guy from some company did this; it was quite loud, understandably.
notes:
› do not breathe in particles of wood
› do not step on newly polished floor for 48 hours
› the rooms echoed! from the kitchen, even! it was cool :D
vi. brian's room
vii. parents' room
viii. hallway; old floor vs. new floor
STAGE THREE
› paint my parents' room (i don't have any pictures of this; i was... writing an essay, i think)
› move everything back into parents' room, polish their wooden furniture and various other odd jobs
› clear the living room → more moving furniture! four whole hours of it. lol, i said i'd "brb" to simplexityz and someone, i think, because brian and i thought we were answering a call to help move ONE large thing, but that wasn't the case at all T_T. the destinations were brian's room, the deck, under the deck, and the garage. ack, the garage - that meant out the sliding door, down the stairs, across the backyard, down more steps, around the corner into the garage. whee.
ix. the deck; ugh, the aquarium was such a pain to get out there; it was so heavy, even without the water and the fish and the larger rocks. the couch is out there, too, but you can't see it very well.
x. under the deck; bits and pieces of brian's dismantled dresser reside here
xi. my brother's room turned storage room
xii. the new temporary home of the goldfish! glad we didn't put the actual lid of the garbage can on top, because *i* wouldn't have wanted to live in darkness for two+ weeks.
STAGE FOUR
› let the guy sand and polish the floor
› do not walk on new floor
› enter and exit house via door in middle of staircase, which is otherwise never used :D
notes:
› it was really dusty that morning, but they taped off the area with some kind of covering so the particles wouldn't get on anything outside of the area they were sanding down
› have no pictorial evidence because i was rushing off to class that morning and they were done when i got back
xiii. living room sans everything; taken at kind of a weird angle because i couldn't stand on the newly polished floor
STAGE FIVE
› paint the living room
›› my brother opined that if ever the parentals wanted to change the colour of this room, this would be the time
›› ...because moving stuff out of the living room HURT.
notes:
› my dad was bent on it being "contemporary" and "less chinese," and all the showrooms in the palette pamphlets were two- or three-toned colour rooms
› my only real contribution to this was to insist on it being brighter and to reject anything too light because it'd just look like white anyway, lol
xiv. second coating of paint on the "feature wall." lol idk, they went to get paint, talked to some lady there and came back with all these terms and ideas.
xv.
xvi.
xvii.
xviii. my brother's smiley face, done with his paint roller :)
xix.
xx. idk if you can tell from this, but the two walls meeting at the door are two different colours
xxi. giant ball of masking tape! from after all the masking tape had been taken off the walls and floors; twas bigger than a soccer ball :).
STAGE SIX
› extra layer of polish
› walking on living room floor prohibited once more
STAGE SEVEN: (where we are currently)
› wait for polish to ~completely dry~ or whatever; anyway, no one's really walking on it
› get new furniture from ikea! :D
xxii. due to his mattress being down here, this has become brian's lounge/general gaming area. it's very convenient and comfy, but of course, he will start giving you serious side eye if there is any potential at all for spilling food =P.
xxiii. i don't have any pictures of stuff we actually got, but lol, the just-in-case sign on this toilet in ikea
xxiv. and vending machines in ikea sell spare parts, not candy