the adlards

I’m in pain. I’ve laid two thirds of the floor and filled the whole dastardly crack. “Filled” sounds so reasonable and straightforward. I have, in fact, beaten it into gaping submission with a cold chisel and hammer, scoured it out with a wire brush, sprinkled it lovingly with water to improve the bond, then filled it with a mortar mix and tried to make it level. All whilst crouching down in a manner clearly never anticipated by the designer of my jeans …

So why is it that I took My Good Wife’s advice and got someone in to do the deck, but insisted on doing the floor myself? It’s possible I never needed to know there was a crack under my living room floor. And of course, I could have done something else with two days of holiday …

Next time I do this remind me not to. Oh yes, there will be a next time.

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