So last night I finally got fed up with trying to keep my beige carpet from turning black... grabbed my utility knife and went to town ripping it up
Instead of installing flooring, I decided to just paint the concrete slab to save some money.
I couldn't lock the cats up because DH was sleeping and if you lock up the boys they throw a fit that would make a 2 year old watch them in awe
So instead I barricaded myself in the diningroom and started my prep work. 1 hour, no one has bothered me. 2 hours... things are still good. Finally I go to put on the paint coat and I see little white toes poking out from the kitchen doorway - across the wet floor from where I'm standing.
WEEEBLEEEE NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
...as everything seems to turn to slow motion I see Weeble sneak through the barricade and run across my still wet floor
I quickly rolled the cat prints out of the floor... then snatched up the intruder and spent the next 45 minutes cleaning paint off his feet while he very loudly accused me of torturing him.
I think I may just nix the rest of the painting and go with laminate
I couldn't lock the cats up because DH was sleeping and if you lock up the boys they throw a fit that would make a 2 year old watch them in awe
WEEEBLEEEE NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
...as everything seems to turn to slow motion I see Weeble sneak through the barricade and run across my still wet floor
I quickly rolled the cat prints out of the floor... then snatched up the intruder and spent the next 45 minutes cleaning paint off his feet while he very loudly accused me of torturing him.
I think I may just nix the rest of the painting and go with laminate