Gettin' it did.

Here in the unemployed world, life can take on new ventures every day.  This past week, I occupied my time by way of construction.  Let it be known that I am the one and only son of David Stegall.  The byproducts of this statement are far reaching and, most relevant to this blog post, generally means that I have no inclination or knowledge of doing anything in the realm of construction.  My father was as shocked as I was at the outcome of this project.  My Madre's kitchen floor was lacking as can be seen by picture 1 to the left..

I have dabbled in the flooring business on occasion - I had a little carpet company in college.  My sophomore year I lived in the fraternity house and my roommate redid the floor with some laminate wood.  I handed him a hammer or two during the project and felt as though I was savy enough to be the General Contractor in such an undertaking.  So, I used my salesmen tactics on my Mom and convinced her that she should let me put a new floor down.  Being her favorite child, she bought into my tactics.  I then proceeded to pull up her floor (in picture one) and so began project - little did she know that it was an experiment.  Pictured below is the sub-flooring after I pulled up the old floor.

We purchased the materials from Lumber Liquidators, which I highly recommend.  It saved some considerable money.  My Mom has bought in to the whole "clean and green" movement and wanted a cork floor.  I had never heard of or experienced such things.  It's just as you would imagine cork to be.  Cushiony and very welcoming.  I laid the floor down and after a few broken ice makers and some moments of frustration, I got it did.  The finish product is to the right.