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I’ve been saving and saving and saving and finally, this week, had the awful carpet and vinyl in my house replaced with tile! I love our little 50s ranch so much and I’m slowly (very slowly) restoring her to mid-century-meets-boho-artist glory.

The light beige carpet was brand-spankin-new when we moved in almost 10 years ago, but it had seen better days.

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Here’s Ron Weasley enjoying one last meal on that ugly kitchen floor.

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Then the crew came in and started the demolition while I was at work one day. It’s difficult being at work when you know something like this is happening back at the ranch.

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Did I mention that I had to move all of my furniture into two rooms? Here’s my living room.

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And my studio.

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I have not painted anything in over a week. I’m starting to get antsy.

Then the crew put down the hardiboard and it took them a couple of days to level everything out because my house was built in 1956 and it’s not exactly plumb.

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They also disconnected my washer and dryer and laundry started to pile up. So my daughter and I left for Arizona and Disneyland. Ha!

Really, we did.

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And when I came back six days later, the tile was finished – yay! But there was a mountain of laundry and a disturbingly thick layer of construction dust – boo.

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I am going to paint everything a newer shade of eggshell, but want to kick up my 50s kitchen a notch with a bluish-green accent wall. You’d think someone who works with color for a living would have an easier time making this decision.

NOT SO.

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