Okay. This is AMAZING. Googling around for info on 1965 asbestos tile, I found this commercial for Armstrong floors. So many things to love, here. That fireplace, for one. Somebody, please dress up in a pencil skirt and come dance with your fella in my living room, m’kay? It’s the ACTIVE ROOM!
What would Don Draper say about that piece of genius?
In fact, that’s exactly what we found under the filthy carpets in the dining room — a wide swath of asbestos tile.
We’ll be covering directly over that situation with engineered maple planks, which are waiting for us in a local storeroom as we speak!
Besides the bummer of finding hazardous material under the carpets, we were also left with hundreds (and hundreds and hundreds) of tough little staples to pull out by hand. Those blue-green blobs are one row of said staples, with nasty carpet pad stuck underneath.
Here’s me, gleefully pulling up that carpet, still innocent. This is easy, I’m thinking. No problem! I’m humming. Nothing a little ventilation mask and matching pink work gloves can’t handle!
All of this brings back memories of the original avocado green shag in my 1980s childhood home–which gave way early on to dark brown low-pile carpets. What were your floors like? What do you wish for now?
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Pergo is wretched. I shed, the cat sheds, my sweaters shed. I sweep – 2-3 times a day when I’m home. And yet the dust… Shoes stay outside, outside only thinks about coming in. And still, I sweep and sweep and sweep.
Agreed. We gleefully ripped out all of the Pergo. I hate the tappy-tappy sound that it makes. Horrid stuff.