It has come to this… after having three flooring estimates on my 1200 sqft home I have tapped into my inner home improvement goddess. Sure, this spiritual awakening was sparked by the fact that I am cheap and running out of money, but I feel it will be an empowering experience just the same. Like getting dressed for work in my garage. Now, when I say I’m “cheap” I don’t mean that I don’t appreciate nice things…I do. Probably have been appreciating too many nice things otherwise I would have had the money saved up for this. It’s a viscious cycle.

Bottom line is I can’t fathom the thought of forking over $3500 for tile and carpet installation. On the websites the installers were young strapping men. I imagined them coming into my house getting sweaty, muscles pumped while installing tile and stripping down to expose chiseled arms and rippling ab muscles. This may have been worth the dough, but the estimators that showed up at my door were far from the installer hunks of my dreams. Very, very far.

It looks easy enough. Going with laminate and cork. The order should be in by the weekend. Youtube don’t fail me now! A saw, some kneepads and tapper tools and I will be on my way to home improvement my way- sans male. Still wish I had one around sometimes.

Did my last nude walk to the garage with purse and keys in hand on Tuesday. Closet has moved from mustang trunk to upstairs bedroom closet-like what normal people do.