Floor Guys, I Was Ready to Love You

After a grueling week and a half of prepping our soon-to-be master suite for The Floor Guys, I was starting to see the light gleaming at the end of the tunnel. We were just days away from having two bedrooms and a brand new bathroom finished after waiting for their arrival for over a year. It was like waiting for Christmas after having built all the toys for the world’s boys and girls with just a hammer and a few rusty nails. We worked and worked, along with our families, and by Tuesday night we were ready for The Floor Guys to transform our 95-year-old, never-been-touched floors into planks of nature-made gold. These rooms were so close to being finished that elation was filling my heart and I was poised to begin jumping for joy until…those darn floor guys broke my heart. This is why:

Here’s a picture of the master bedroom BEFORE the floor guys came:

And here’s a picture of the master bedroom floor AFTER the came:

You’ll notice that although the walls are now painted a lovely tan color, thanks to our hard work, the floor looks EXACTLY THE SAME, as if the floor guys DIDN’T DO A THING TO THEM.

They decided, one day into the job, that they no longer wanted to refinish the wood floor in the master bath, even though they told us that they would. They came out and looked at that floor in the bathroom and told us it would probably be fine as long as we were careful. It’s in the contract that they would refinish the floor in the bathroom. But now, they want us to tile that floor. Which means we have to pull out the wet saw we so happily packed away, buy back the tiles we returned when they said we COULD refinish the floor in the bathroom and spend yet another weekend covered in mortar and grout we so recently washed away. And we’re not about to refinish the floors in the master bedroom when we have to stick a wet saw on those floors. And go figure, they don’t want to continue working on the other bedroom until they can work on the master bedroom!

So now, not only do I have to unexpectedly tile a floor, I also have to live with mattresses in the dining room and all my clothing packed into Rubbermaid bins in the attic until they can get back out to actually do the job. What’s even more heartbreaking is that the floor they did begin working on looks amazing. It’s like having to break up with a boyfriend whose devastatingly handsome but treats you like crap. You can see for yourself.

Here’s the BEFORE of the guest bedroom floors:

Here’s the floor after they sanded:

And here’s the floor after one coat of oil was applied.

They still need to apply 3 more coats of oil/varnish, but won’t be coming back to do that for 2 weeks until they can start working on the master bedroom floors. Pretty nice, huh?

I apologize for this rant, but I didn’t see this coming. I didn’t expect a reputable company to give me quotes, dates and contracts and then change their mind! What gives, Floor Guys? I so wanted to have a good experience with you. I wanted to love you and share stories about how great you are. But I won’t be. Oh Floor Guys, why did it have to go wrong when it started out so right? If we were in a relationship our song would be Whitney Houston’s “Didn’t We Almost Have it All?” Well, if you’ll please excuse me, I’m off to go stare longingly at our unfinished wood floors now.

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