Well, the window pieces went in perfectly. It was the piece by the porch door that ended up killing our chance of painting the floor yesterday. I could tell that my husband was really frustrated. He's a perfectionist, but he is also very patient. This piece wore him down. He ended up quitting at about 8 in the evening - he never quits.
We won't be able to paint the floor until the weekend of the 23rd. That's way too long to leave the room the way it is. Plus, this whole project has totally freaked out one of my pooches. She washed her hands of the room the moment the rug was torn up and spends her evenings held up somewhere upstairs. Bottom line - she is not a happy camper. (In contrast, our other dog is just fine with the living conditions - I am convinced that he could sleep on a bed of nails, as long as it was next to one of us!)
I have proposed repositioning the furniture that is still in the room back to "living conditions" and laying down the new area rug temporarily. This is currently under consideration...
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