by Scott Smith
Nanny and Poppa have been installing a floating floor that runs from the family room and kitchen, and into the hallways. It’s not quite done, but the difference is amazing. They decided to lay the boards on a diagonal, which makes the room look bigger.
Poppa was finally released, and I have been doing the cutting. He warned me that I’d have to take over — words no one wants to hear. That said, we are fairly safe from my skills. Nanny draws the line; I follow the line. I am not asked to make decisions.
One thing we could use is a math major who happens to be a carpenter. We are having a difficult time working around the doorways. If Norm was here, he’d have some quick-and-dirty way of handling the zigs and zags.