And here are the pictures. No ornate literary wrapper this time – I know what you’re here for.
The ever-so-cozy temporary sleeping arrangment:
All the furniture and everything out of the closets, moved downstairs:
The most evil glue ever conceived:
A few shots taken during their lunchbreak of the work in progress:
And finally, the completed ones:
The vinyl floor we hastily put in the laundry closet, to take advantage of someone else finishing the carpet threshold.
And the little patch of vintage 70’s shag I left in the linen closet, just for nostalgia.
The hallway carpet is pretty plush, but the shag in the bedrooms towers above it like midtown over Central Park.
The street was littered with fuzz and threads afterward (I did try and sweep it, but the stuff refused to be wrangled by a broom).