Well, the guys are here and have successfully removed my carpet and pad from the bedroom floor. A nearly intact parquet floor was exposed under the pad, complete now with knife cuts from them slicing the carpet and pad. When I asked if I was making a terrible mistake, they were quick to remind me just how dated that type of floor was/is and it certainly is much darker in color than is the new flooring. I went as light as I could with the flooring in order to maintain the light in the rooms, all of them which I have replaced. Since the river room is so well lit, its dark tile, which wears a light colored area rug, does not feel dark at all. Not with 15' patio doors hauling in the sunshine---on a good day, anyway!
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My bedroom furniture is stacked in the river room which now looks pretty trashy but hey, that's what we have got to do in order to clear the room. At least there are other options for walking around my house so it is just not a problem. It is possible that I will be back in my room, sleeping, by tomorrow night, if all goes well. Mike said I will need to pick up some transition pieces for the doorways but I do not have to run right out to get that. This will be something I can do tomorrow after water aerobics, if the sun is out, and go over for the class. If the sun is not out, I can head to Floor and Decor for the pieces. They will not be overly long so will fit in my car. Comcast will also be called to see if they can do something regarding the way the wiring runs in my bedroom since right now, the carpet covered the wire from the wall to the TV. No more carpet, no more cover. Plan B!
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Saturday evening I enjoyed a lovely dinner poolside with my neighbors. My next door neighbors, Karen and Ed, came down, too, which Hugh appreciated since he was the only male, feeling outnumbered by us ladies. At one point I mentioned that I noticed teeny tiny fast-moving ants in my family room on the love seat. They were so quick, I could barely catch them running up my arms or across my laptop screen. This has only been since returning from WI and since I rarely sit in here, was just not aware of the problem at all. Until, that is, my computer equipment was moved a week ago. Well, Karen piped up that they recently had an infestation of these minuscule ants in their bathroom, climbing in the drain and scurrying on the vanity top. Finally she determined they were very much enjoying a package of some sort of candy in Ed's drawer in the vanity and when she picked it up, thousands of ants poured out of it, covering the vanity top. She has a strong SC accent which makes it all the more amusing. We deducted that perhaps the ants, which she treated with some sort spray, might have come under/through the wall from their bathroom, which backs up to my family room!!! Makes sense to me! There are none in the kitchen (yet!) and I believe the ones which I found in my room were piggy-backers in my laptop or on me when I came from the family room. They are quick little buggers, in more ways than one!
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Yesterday afternoon I was just hanging out in the house because it was so overcast and glum outside, even though I could hear the organized games going on at the pool, led by Skipper, an older gentleman who used to be the official lifeguard. Boy, I was sure wishing that the "House" marathon was on Sunday instead of Saturday! Anyway, somehow I managed to keep myself entertained but when my friend, Sharon, called, I was willing! She asked if I was doing anything special, thinking I was likely at the pool, because she was getting weary of being in the house and wanted to go out. Fantastic! She walked over from her home on the property and we got settled at a table. We had our pick since there was scarcely anyone out there. What a huge difference a week makes!!! Last week it was crowded around the pool, all the tables and chairs full, water and air warm, ahhhh. This weekend, a holiday one to boot, the weather was 'cooler', with a high of 86 yesterday with intermittent showers and overcast skies, not so much. We no sooner got settled and it began to rain! We moved into the cabana rather than wait it out, and it was a good thing we did---the heavens just opened and away it went. Rats!
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The cabana crew was already in the process of switching over from afternoon to evening set-ups, since The Club was not going to have their usual holiday buffet, diverting folks poolside instead. I was not hopeful for a big turnout and the way it looked to me, should have been cancelled altogether. We enjoyed our drinks and time together, and when the weather cleared, she went back inside, as did I. My plan was to come back out for dinner, my weekend habit, and it stayed nice enough for this to happen. A couple ladies were already there and we gathered around a table after ordering our meals. Since there were so few guests, I decided to call Sharon to come enjoy the fun. She came back out and we all sat around the table eating our bbq'd ribs and chicken, corn on the cob, cold salads, water melon, and apple pie. My guess was that about a dozen dinners were sold, due very very likely to the stinking weather. This saddens me because The Club management is trying so hard to make things fly and this yukky weather and no fireworks was not helping one bit. Even I ate the bbq'd ribs which is unusual for me since I do not care for spicy things, and they were that! The strawberry margarita helped to cool the pipes some. Boy, do I love their pasta salad!
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This coming week Sharon would like me to come up to her place and enjoy her lanai with her. I have not been there since she moved in and she raves about the manatees and moon rising and spectacular views, and wishes to share. I get that! Sharon is an aesthetician and a couple years ago, I treated Lynn for her birthday to a lovely facial at Sharon's skin care shop. Lynn is extremely ticklish so I opted to NOT treat her to a massage or pedicure. She said she really enjoyed it, had never experienced such a treatment before, and loved the way her skin felt afterward. Hmmm.....it might have worn off by now.....That reminds me of something David, my bro-in-law, said on Facebook this week: he posted an old photo of himself with the RoseRiver Band when he still had a moustache. He said it bothered him to see a picture of himself with the facial hair and was glad to have gotten rid of it. I told him that I am glad to get rid of mine, too, every now and again!
