Thus entranced I spent several nights and days investigating innumerable websites dealing with the installing of engineered wood flooring and other home-improvement madness. The whiny voice of comfortable passivity kept nagging me with questions such as Are you mad? The mess? The stress? The time? The pain? The cost? You cannot be serious? I didn’t reply. A trance is a trance and needs no justification.
I’m now halfway through the process and yes, whiny voice was absolutely right but I’m almost sure the disruption is worth it. I’ve disrupted everything habitual, nothing is where it was, stuff on top of stuff is shoved into the room where the flooring is not going to change. I’ve nearly cleared the living room and bedroom and on Monday a man is going to remove fitted carpet and begin laying the engineered wood planks currently stacked in the back room. He’ll be finished in 3 or 4 days then I’ll do more renovating. I have plans. Action!
The trance continues. Exciting in an obsessive way. De-familiarising familiarity is liberating, innit?
|Living room before renovation.|
|Living room and glimpse of kitchen, before renovation. Kitchen will not be renovated.|
|Enginered wood flooring and underlay stored in back room.|
|Stuff piled up in back room.|
|Books waiting for re-shelving.|