Just in case anyone is interested. We are still living with friends. The bedroom and hallway floors are fixed. We thought the kitchen was done. Then I began cleaning the cabinetry to paint. I figured there was no need to tear out perfectly good cabinets, it would just waste more money to buy new ones. Well, I discovered the cabinetry was not cleanable (is that a word?). I pulled out a drawer, dumped out the layer of cigarette butts, and found a layer of mouse pooh STUCK to the bottom. . . . I, um, had a little breakdown. Right there in front of our friends, my in-laws, God, and everybody. Hubby says it was not a littlebreakdown, but I still claim it was minor. So, the cabinets went away. Turns out, my breakdown was a good thing. The floor under the cabinets was so rotten, they had to replace the floor joists! Then replace that section of floor. Now, we only need to put the top layer over all the repairs to have a kithen floor! Yay!!! :-D Of course, we also discovered that the walls were rotten behind the cabinets, so we have to tear those out and replace them And build new cabinets. There is only a small section in the living room floor that needs replacing. They tried to work on it one day, but had a devil of a time pulling out the rotten pieces. Then all four cats escaped through the hole in the floor. Of course, MY spoiled baby would only return to my voice. So I had to trek across town to coax Edgar(yes, he has a brother named Allen) back into the house. I am beginning to wonder if we will ever get into this place?