Doors and Floors: Dared and Done

For all  those who have followed our doors and floors saga from afar and for all those who have suffered through my endless re-tellings from nearby, here is the ending.

On last Thursday, the doors arrived.

On Friday installation began.

However, it wasn't finished on Friday, so we  spent the weekend in a cave-like version of our house.

We also spent the weekend clearing  out the room where the floors were to be installed soon.  All of it landed in the guest room, which Mags and Ken were due to inhabit in exactly one week.

On Monday the doors were finished and on Tuesday the floor installation began.

Tuesday:   tearing out the old floor.

Wednesday: building up the subfloor:

Thursday:  putting in the new  floor:

Friday morning, still  putting in the new  floor.  Installers leave about 12:30.  I dash over to the house and start moving stuff from the guest room to the living room.  About 2:30 our guests, Ken and Mags, arrive and everything looks great.

Later in the week, we are celebrating at the Fitz.

The whole thing  lasted from when we found out in mid-May until the third week in August.  Three months of uncertainty, decisions, waiting, waiting, waiting.  To all the many people in the Keweenaw who listened (and listened and listened) to my tale of woe, I offer my serious gratitude.  And now doors and floors are done, and we can start the second, more settled, part of summer.