Well... They got a major facelift.
And a tan.
And a tan.
On our short trip in for Thanksgiving, we had our schedule planned out for visiting and working. My father-in-law (FIL) was going to help us with the oh so unlevel floors. He was going to put some sort of compound stuff down to fill in the low spots. Now, Father-In-Law is a real go-getter. Grass doesn't grow under his feet.
While I was working on the trim, he was checking out the floor to get a game plan. Mr. Z was still at work and was going to drive home that night and we would finish the floors on Friday. Next thing I know, Father-In-Law has about 1/2 of the floor put down. I'm surprised he was still long enough for me to get a picture.
He said he thought he should at least do the tricky parts around the doors and corners because he thought Mr. Z's patience wouldn't last. And not to mention FIL said the room was at least off-square by 2 inches. Which that's nothing we didn't already know.
Friday, father and son finished up the bedrooms.
Thanks to FIL we got to start on another project on Saturday.
Because of the freezing weather and The Little House is always 10-20 degrees colder on the inside than outside, there also had to be constant heat circulated.
(Oh and that whole cooler in the house thing only works in the winter. During the summer the house decides to become an oven)
We had a beautiful frost though.
I could not get over what an improvement the new tile gave the rooms. Now I kind of want to do the rest of the house... Don't tell them. ; )