We're undertaking what I suppose you could call a basement renovation. The two main projects are repainting the walls and replacing the flooring.
The flooring part is already finished. We pulled up the vinyl flooring and stone tile that were there previously and replaced them with Nature Stone, which is an interesting mixture of rocks and epoxy that looks beautiful and makes the whole basement look lighter. We love it.
And that's the thing. There's nothing inherently cool or lovable about flooring.
And yet...there kind of is.
But apparently you have to be middle-aged before you can get truly excited about it.
The guys who installed it did so in two separate sessions, each lasting just a few hours. As our Nature Stone sales guy Larry D. described it, it's "the consistency of a milkshake" when they put it in. I didn't watch, but I think they just pour it onto the floor, smooth it out, and 24 hours later it's completely dry and you can walk on it.
This is amazing to me. I don't know how amazing it would have been to my 20-year-old self, but 51-year-old Scott is gobsmacked by it.
I also don't know whether to mourn my lost youth or celebrate the perspective that comes with getting a few years under your belt.
I'm going with both.
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