Once upon a time...we lived in a dirty duplex. I didn't like it, so we moved into our house. I like it here very much. BUT I do not like dirty things. The carpets here were installed previous to the signing of the constitution. And though I should keep them in reverence of our great history, I am considering pulling them up.
For those of you who read my last post, you may say to me, "Friend, you do not have the funds to replace said carpets! Pray do not do such heedless actions!" And I do agree that you would be speaking naught, but the truth, but consider this alternative. We could rip up aforesaid carpets.....and NOT REPLACE THEM!
There. I've said it. What's wrong with plywood, pray tell? I mean...sure people might think we're weird. The kids might get splinters. But SHOULD people really care, and would my true friends think less of me? And splinters are most easily removed while children sleep.
Food for thought.
So. One day, when we invite you lovely readers over for Sunday lunch. And you spy my lovely plywood floors, perhaps you will be inspired by my new fad! That is, if I have the nerve to pull it off :)