The classroom floor

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A small room sits at the front of the house of our Cape Cod. We were always a bit unsure of what to do with it but new there was great potential. This room needed a lot of reconstructive work done to it. The floor was rotten in a few places and the previous owners had apparently let their children use it as a coloring sheet. Since it was at the front of the house on the bottom floor I did not want to turn it into a much needed child's bedroom. It was just to far from ours and made me nervous. With our children home schooled and the kitchen table not at all working for us we decided it would be their classroom.

The work began. We added proper drainage to the outside corner of the house to stop the water from coming in and the floors from rotting. We ripped up the old floor, sub floor even framing. It was all bad and to our surprise done unevenly. My husband, NOT A CONTRACTOR barley a handyman, had to build a level base something he had no clue about. After a few tries he enlisted the best help cookies and chocolate milk could buy and got the framing in.




Then came me I stepped in with the primer. Painting over all the crayon I kept thinking about what color would be a good choice for a children room. I did what everyone else does and googled it. What is the best color for learning? I came up with orange. Not a slap you in the face orange but a softer more pastel type. Okay why not I will go to try my hand at picking out a paint color again. Cue the scary music.

It still was not easy after that but next came the sub floor. The first attempt sloped something terrible. Ugh and we were getting so close. We had to rip out the entire thing and start over at fixing the framing. DH was frustrated and so was I.

The framing got fixd the floor got laid and the orange was applied by me 8 months pregnant hopeing that would he baby make his arival. No baby, and no support form the rest of the family about the color. We let it sit for days as we would walk by and just stare. The room looked like a pumpkinpatch! You would often hear some one say go turn the light off in the classroom only to walk up to it and realize that no light were on the paint just radiated so much light! We nearly did not need the new light fixture that we put up next.

One sunny day my father called and asked what do you want to do today? Ah ha, I wanted the flooring laided so our phone call pretty much went like this:
Well Daddy (somethings up when your 30 and adress your father by Daddy)why don't you come up here. DH is working on the floor and he would like your help.
Now I had to go tell my DH that he I also roped him into working on the floor. He is goingh to love me.

Those two started working on the floor and within an afternoon the finished! I can't believe it. We now have a floor that looks great in the classroom and I have to men in my life who are very proud of themselvs. As they should be.





We have slowly got used to the orange.

Now the trimwork needs to be done. I am hoping today but with rain in the forecast all week it might have to wait. Our classroom is comming along.