And, underneath the disgusting carpet, there was hideous tile. It was interesting though because it's the same time that was throughout Mom's grandparents' house. It got us talking about family history and I got to hear some stories that I hadn't before. It was really nice.
Some of the tiles were loose and broken and need to be removed before we can lay down the laminate. My plan was to check all the edge ones after the carpet was all up. As Mom and I moved the couch to get to the last of the carpet, a whole row of the tiles slid along, too. We busted up laughing - it was great. Maybe you had to have been there, but it really was funny.
After lunch, Dad kept getting the kitchen ready for texturing. Mom started doing prep work for that - taping off the ceiling and stuff so the texture wouldn't get on it and ruin her cleaning job (different method of texturing the kitchen than the other rooms, much messier). I pulled up the carpet that was in the hall closet and removed the random trim from around the dining room window.
Dad injected a bit of humor into the job of covering things up. While Mom papered the ceiling, he took care of most of the outlets and switches.
At last it got to be the part of the day for texturing the kitchen. Yay! Dad mixed up the compound very runny this time. Then we poured it into the 'gun.'
The 'gun' then got attached to the air compressor. Then the texture was shot onto the walls. Tons o' fun!
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