Kraken puppy. She’s so cute… when she’s sleeping.

For Cure newbies, welcome to Cure hell. For Cure Veterans, yup, it’s ba-aack.  Before you whine too much, just be glad you a. Don’t live on a farm (unless you do, then come whine with me), b. Don’t live on a farm that that just experienced a deluge of biblical proportions Twice in one week (unless, of course you do, then come whine by me and share my vodka). It is going to be weeks before we dry out here. Removing shoes doesn’t help. I’d have to strip at the door not to carry this stuff in with me and I’ve done so on several occasions recently. Can’t strip a large, hairy, muddy dog, however.

Hay, mingled with hair from the ever shedding and exuberant Kraken puppy and dried mud turned to tiny pebbles lines every corner of the house and I have no idea how it spreads that far because neither I, nor the Kraken puppy, spend time in corners. Underneath the hair, hay and mud dust lies the normal grunge. This will take all three days to “Cure”. One day to vacuum every inch (even knowing in my soul the crud will return within hours), one day to scrub every inch of floor and baseboard, and a third day to do it all over again to get a passably clean floor throughout the house.

AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I’ll wait until I feed the critters to get started on this. That way, the vacuumed floor will actually stay good until sunset. When I have to clean like this, I find myself dreaming of a tidy home in a city “Somewhere That’s Green”. One trip to town during snowbird season in Sun City, cures me of that dream in 15 minutes.

I’ll keep you posted. Time to feed all the mouths around here and change the vacuum cleaner bag.

The hounds are in jail while we work and they are not happy about it.

Having laid tile with William, twice in our old house and once here, I knew all the ways it is possible to tile a room. A nice square room can start in the middle on a straight line, on the diagonal, or even on one end. Depending upon the space, it’s use and being careful not to tile yourself into a corner (which William had done once) there are lots of ways to tile rather than the time honored “start in the middle”. Deciding which way works best for the look, shape and use of the room is the hard part.

Our den tile, for instance, needed to be started at one edge. When the house was built there was an island of carpet in the center of the room. When we tiled that area, if we’d chosen “start in the middle”, it would have left funky long cut tiles along the edge. We needed a border on the angled edges of that space to make it look nice and not like an after thought. The long cut tiles are on the far wall and run slightly underneath the baseboard so they look more like normal, uncut wood planks. The cut tiles along that wall are also buried by a long bookshelf, a curio shelf and a cedar chest, whereas long cut tiles on the border next to the original tiles would not be a pleasing look at all.

When William was first deciding how to tile the bedroom, he had decided that the room was very off square. I am hoping he was wrong. When John and I measured corners yesterday, we found the room is a hair off square. Thus, we should be able to finesse some grout lines and bury a slightly uneven final edge, under the baseboards again. We could easily have chosen the start at one end and buried the uneven edge under the baseboard in back of the massive bed and night stands, but I thought that looking across the den and into the bedroom, the wood look tiles would look better if they ran in the same direction as they were done in the den island.

So, we began the room prep. A couple of years ago we bought a small flat rolling cart at Harbor Freight for about 30.00. We have used it to haul hay, bags of horse feed, huge potted plants coming in for the winter, boxes of tile and now it has even moved massive furniture. That cheap little cart has withstood it all and would have been a bargain at any price. I had previously moved out the book shelves so “all we had to do” was move several thousand pounds of bedroom set. There was no way I was moving the bed into the Addams Family Garage because I knew I’d never sleep on it again if it had rested with spiders and scorpions for more than about 5 minutes. There was one place in all the house that could accommodate a king sized Tempurpedic Mattress, that massive bed frame, an equally massive TV armoire and two matching night stands. The front door entry of course! We look like we’re preparing for a zombie invasion here, but it’s also a great reason to ignore door to door sales folks.

We positioned one end of the massive headboard (did I mention massive?) on our cheap little rolling cart, John held up one end and walked while I pulled the cart out into the den and into the entry. Somehow, without sending the cart through the glass patio door or the sheet rock in the bedroom, John managed to lower the top half of the armoire onto that same cart and we were able to roll it out as well. There were a few marked gasps in both of these endeavors but we made it through them with no damage to ourselves or the house.

Next, John had to trim the bottom out of the door frames in the room. A couple of years ago we had lusted after a power multi tool we’d seen at home depot. At the time, we were building all the patio and backyard furniture and we had plenty of power tools. While the multi tool was groovy, we didn’t think it would do anything more than our already large power tool collection would do. We were wrong. We should have gotten it. Then, because it was groovy, now because it would have taken John a mere few minutes to cut space under those door frames rather than the hour of blood, sweat and angst it took him to hack saw and chisel through the petrified wood on 3 door frames.

While John was hack sawing out the space under the door frames for the tile, I noticed that the builder had not bothered to do this where the original tile meets the bedroom door. He’d just run the tile straight to the door frame, cut around the frame and grouted that puppy in. Heaven help any future owner of this house who decides to replace the door frames. I hope they have a multi tool.

Next we measured the walls. There was one small oops made right at the start of measuring, which we were able to identify and fix moments later before tragedy occurred. The wall that runs perpendicular to the bedroom door was measured, and center marked. When we got to the wall opposite there was a full 8 inch discrepency. DOH! The bedroom door juts out about 8 inches into the room, thus, making that perpendicular wall 8 inches shorter.  We simply added 8 inches to the measurement and re-marked the center. Day saved. We blame all that furniture moving and hack sawing for our momentary lapse, and believe me, it’s a reasonable excuse.

Chalk lines were made across the room, checked, rechecked and snapped in. Once again I thanked Billiam for collecting all our tools and undertaking all the projects I fancied over the years because we didn’t have to buy anything but the tile, grout and thinset. Although, that multi tool would have been fab.

We had gotten a wet saw years ago when we did our first tiling job at our old house. It lasted for over 16 years until my older son knocked it over in the garage. It still works, thank heaven, but it spurts a fountain of water at whoever has the tile cutting job (me, always me). For the first time ever, I am glad it is still hot in Arizona in October. By the time we put our tools away last night, I was pretty much coated in tile mud.

Clearing, sawing, putting the wet saw back together, vacuuming, measuring and marking took most of our day and we didn’t get started with the actual tile until about 4:00 pm. Like every thing else involving batter in Arizona, apparently thin set requires more water here. The instructions said “the consistency of peanut butter” and listed the amount of water to use. Using their instructions we came out with a consistency of peanut butter left open, in a freezer for about 10 years.

Also discovered soon after is that thin set in Arizona will stay at the consistency of peanut butter for about 30 minutes in it’s bucket. After that, we’d have to add more water and mix it up again, and then to a consistency more like peanut butter gravy. Today, the plan is to mix muuuch smaller amounts of thin set.

I think we actually laid the first row of tiles at about 4:30 pm, and with fighting the wet saw fountain and the thin set, we got a little over an 8th of the room tiled. John used his good knees and back to spread the thin set, lay the tile, put in the spacers and measure the cuts along the wall. I manned the putty knife to back butter the tiles for him, scrape up excess thin set, run the marked tiles out to the wet saw fountain, and then tried to keep the thin set finger prints and what not off the laid tiles. Between the two of us, we have a bang up job that Billiam would be proud of started. Today we hope to be able to move faster now that we have the system down.

we are working on one quadrant at a time to avoid tiling ourselves into a corner

The bedroom tile thus far.

Among the difficult tasks my hubby left on his unfinished To Do List was to tile the bedroom. We had tiled the den and kitchen in our old house. When he had to have a tandem bone marrow transplant which dropped his immunities to zero, I ripped out all the carpet in the new house to keep down the risk of infections. Yes, carpet is filthy stuff no matter how well you vacuum or clean, especially out here in the desert. There was about 1/4 inch of dirt under those carpet pads. Once he was clear of his Hodgkin’s Lymphoma he tiled the area in the den that was now bare concrete with wood plank tile. It was an odd shape, but at least the walls were mostly square.

My sweetie laying tile

End result of the den tile

Tiling the bedroom went on his To Do List. And it stayed there because of several problems he simply did not have the strength to deal with. Bless his precious heart it took him a week to get the tile laid in the den and that was a fairly straight forward job except for a few odd angles. The bedroom walls are not square and there is a M-A-S-S-I-V-E king sized bed with a matching M-A-S-S-I-V-E tv armoire in there.  We’d have had no place to sleep at the time if we’d cleared the room of furniture. We put up with the cement floor, the quarter inch lip that brought my wheelchair to sudden halts in each doorway. Until now.

Now, the problems are mine to deal with. I was lucky to find the same tiles, for even less than they cost the first time around, so the house won’t look like it has a patchwork quilt for flooring when/if the boys or I need to sell it. Things aren’t good at all here financially. Crucial home repairs, health insurance, home insurance, flood insurance, car insurance and still paying off his chemo bills we had to take a loan and max a credit card for have drained my meager savings. Leaving the space un-tiled would have devalued the house considerably so it is one of those repairs that has finally floated to the top of the crucial list. At .87 a sq. foot it is only .15 more than the least expensive 16 x 16 tile I could find and it matches everything else we’ve done.

John has two days off. I’ve cleared the room of everything that I could clear by myself. John took out the two heavy night stands last night. Today, we’ll have to disassemble the massive bed and armoire. (and figure out where to put them!), and get the tiling started.

This brings me to the other problem with this room. I have Googled and Googled until my eyes are googly and cannot find any way to not have a crooked tile edge on at least one wall since the 12 pack of Budweiser builder did not insure the walls were square when the house was built. There are 4 large doorways in this room so there is enough wall showing on 3 walls that crooked tiles along any of 3 walls will be highly noticeable and it will grate on me every time I look down. I’ve been up since 3:00 am wrestling with this problem. The wall behind the headboard of the bed (massive bed) is the only wall a bed can go against unless one is shoved in one other corner. Unfortunately, it is the far wall of the room and if I just start laying tile along the near wall and let all the crooked tiles end up behind the bed and nightstands, we will have to exit through the window because we will have tiled ourselves into the room. I could lay the tiles at an angle, but this would mean a half ton of angled tile cuts and this is the first time I’ve ever tiled a room without Billiam there to mark tiles to tell me where and how to cut.

Honestly, I’m already about the throw in the trowel and we haven’t even finished clearing the room out.